It was looking to be such a great day. Got my presentation out of the way okay. Got to chat with the ever lovely Maria about popping into large classes to learn for fun just whenever (I still want to ask her out for coffee again sometime, but I don't think it's the right time yet). And then, I walk down to my last class, creative writing, and remember that class has been cancelled for the day, which is just cool. And then I make the biggest, stupidest mistake ever. I go back upstairs to ask Dr. I for help on my program instead of just going home and actually fixing something. The dillhole spent a f-ing hour getting me to explain code to him that I actually copied from his f-ing example from the last assignement. The structure is the exact f-ing same asshat! And yet, it's like completely new to him. And then, it gets worse. In the last 10 minutes, we actually get to the problem, where my program won't compile, and then he drops the bomb on me that I need more than one list class. So now, not only do I have to fix the f-ing problems I already have, I also have to create a whole other class. That's six f-ing classes to intermingle and create new f-ing errors. Fuck.