I think it's so funny in the movie Toy Story 2 when Mr. Potato Head's wife tells him not to forget his angry eyes (although later he sticks his shoes in his eye sockets instead). Where am I going with this? I feel like I have had my angry eyes on since Monday night, and it's not a good feeling.
I broke a windshield wiper and forgot to tell my dad about it. Then I got lost on the way to Lava Hot Springs and had to turn around twice to make it back there since there were no visible signs (I swear this is true). Today, I had to drive all the way down to Pocatello to take the GRE, and I didn't get back into Rexburg until 5:30, at which point I had an irritating group project that I hadn't prepared for, and one of the girls asked me if I planned on participating.
To top it off, we have to change cell phone providers, and my dad has suddenly decided that he doesn't want to have one anymore, which means that my brother and I had to spend all night convincing him that there is no other way for him to communicate with us if he doesn't have one, since we don't have land lines at college.
I am exhausted, which means I will now take out my angry eyes and put in my sleepy eyes. I hope tomorrow I can put in my happy eyes and see the world in a positive light.