late for lab

There I was, chilling at the very front of the line of cars that twisted like a snake throughout the entirety of downtown Columbus. I had previously been booking it to school, when the little red-and-white arms came flying down into my face with a "ding ding ding!" I hate trains. Especially those really obnoxiously slow ones that make you late for class.

This is what the train did: sloooowly crept foward until the very middle car was directly centered over my crossing. Then it stopped for awhile. Eventually, the grungy wheels begin turning again - backwards. Stopped. Started up again, moving approximately fifty yards, this time forward. Repeat this little boogie five or six times over the next twenty minutes, and you've got the idea. Yeah. Backward, forward. Backward, forward. I think the cunductor was either asleep or drunk.

This is what the clock did: ticked. Moved forward. Chronicled the passing of time.

This is what I did: parked, shut of the engine, turned on my iPod, took pictures of myself and graffiti on my new camera, glanced at the clock, freaked out, calmed down, and tried to find the hilarity in it all. Meanwhile the train and the clock are both still doing their thing.

And guess what?! I was late for lab!

So here are the pictures I took - on my new camera - while cooling my heels. :)

REALLY?!

This is really maddening...
Right...twenty minutes later...

(Does my skin look funny? The beauty specialist at Walgreens told me I had the weirdest skin-tone she had ever seen...)

Oh, and that graffiti? Well, the picture isn't too stellar...