when things fall apart ....your journalism tutour will be there to save the day

So you know what my laziness has finally bitten me in the ass. Hmmm either that or have seriously offended someone and the Karma has come back with a vengeance like a bad case of herpes (yes that bad). To be honest it wasn't my fault things just somehow went wrong. I got up on time got dressed and walked happily to print off my essay and then hand it in. I had loads of time because I had done this before. I was so happy because the sun was out and it wasn't as cold as it usually was. So what happened? what went wrong ?

So I went into the common room the computers in there are Stone Age old they make Fred Flintstone ashamed. Anyway I opened my essay on the word document but I had done my essay on V's Windows Vista so the crappy old computers software didn’t support the coding on the essay (to think I got an F GCSE IT) anyway I’m starting to panic cause it is half past and my life is slowly passing in front of my eyes. Anyone who knows me knows I’m quick to panic. So anyway I call V to send it to me via email but meanwhile I turn on a different computer. Hey Presto the word document works on the other computer. But what is this oh no for some reason only half of my essay was saved. So now I’m seriously panicking because I don't think I can write 750 words in 15 minutes. So I call V again and ask her if there was a recovered word document of my essay which there is. Hallelujah things are looking up. But then her computer is acting super slow and by the time she sends it, its 12:00 .Now it’s too late to hand the essay okay I’m depressed but not yet suicidal. So I try and print of the document. But guess what NO PAPER in the printer NO PAPER at this point I'm hysterical. I go to the ladies in reception I ask for paper but apparently they can't give me any because they are to busy sitting on heap loads of it. By now I’m ready to burst into tears I call my friend Char to ask if her printer has paper, it doesn’t. Okay that is it. I'm having a heart attack, seizure, stroke, anxiety attack, cardiac arrest all the above. Then who comes swooping in to rescue me (superman that … lol) one of my tutors (who probably asked me what was wrong because I was swearing loudly) anyway she gets me paper and I get to print of my work even though it’s late. This means I can't get anything over 40% which I pray I do get but the thing is that it is 80 % of my assessment for that unit. I’m so mad at this world and myself at this moment. the only person I’m not mad at is my tutor who I’m rewarding a BITE ON THIS NEWS medal of honour, she is a true saviour, Jesus himself could not have come down and calmed me down but she did . I'm getting teary eyed just thinking about it. Anyway now i have to study for an exam i have no clue about and on top of that I’m dead tired. Isn’t life so refreshing (my mum just called me and told me to be more organised ROFL she knows me too well ) I hope you all learn from my mistake.