The Whole Cup

Yesterday, at approximately 7:00 p.m., I was driving down the road, away from Starbucks, towards my mom's work to pick her up. It had been a super long day, with the first day of school after Christmas break, cheer practice until 6, and I was treating myself and my mom to a yummy drink. :) Anyways, that was the PLAN..but I guess we all know that plans don't always work out.
How, you may ask, did this simple plan not work? Well, it goes like this:
     After cheer practice, I had some time to kill before picking up my mom from work. She had given me her Starbucks card, and I had some new ones from Christmas, so I decided to stop at my favorite ever coffee place. :) I ordered a tall carmel macchiatto (with an extra shot of espresso) for me and a grande white chocolate peppermint mocha for her. That is her absolute all time favorite winter season type. Me, I go more for the gingerbread..or pumpkin spice. :) But, yesterday was a carmel macchiatto day!
    I left the Starbucks and took a back road through the rest of the shopping centers to Route 1, which is the road my mom works off of. There was a car in front of me, going 5-10 miles BELOW the speed limit. And, NO, I WAS NOT TALE-GAITING!!
   I was behind this person for maybe 10 minutes. They kept tapping their brake lights, and I was kinda of getting annoyed. (You must understand, where I live, people are the worst drivers ever. Except me of course, I'm pretty good :D) Sorry for saying this, but it was quite obvious that this person, whoever it was, could NOT drive. All of a sudden, as we are driving DOWNHILL, they SLAM ON THEIR BRAKES. There was no indication that this was about to happen..and, I almost hit the idiot. I was maybe an inch away from hitting their bumper.
   And, with that quick slam of the brakes, my mom's grande white chocolate peppermint mocha spilled all over the floor in the passenger side of my car.
                       every.
                  last.
                      drop.
   What a nightmare.
  After causing me to SPILL THAT SACRED CUP OF STARBUCKS, the driver then continued to halfway turn their car around and speed up a little side road that they apparently missed. I guess they were blind on top of being a bad driver. (they must not have an appreciation for starbucks. how dare they?)
   I kept going after they went on their way. However, I wasn't too happy. In fact, I yelled at the top of my lungs about how "they couldn't drive" and "what on earth did they think that turn signal switch was for anyways?" Yes, I know they couldn't hear me! But, boy did it feel good to get it out. I wonder what the people next to me thought as I sat at a stoplight waiting for it to change. They probably thought I wa singing or something. I assure you, I was not.

After this incident, of course my car smelled like peppermint. And now, I crave Starbucks everytime I go somewhere..even though it only happened yesterday :)

I picked up my mom and we went home. I let her have some of my carmel macchiatto. When we finally got home, I had a massive headache. I ate my dinner and tried to work on my ODACS art project, but I just wasn't feeling it last night.
I drank 2 large cups of some delicious tea I found in our pantry. I have since decided that this particular kind is definitely MY CUP OF TEA! In fact, I'm drinking some now! If this makes you crave some hot tea, go buy some TWININGS premium black tea POMEGRANATE DELIGHT. Let me tell you, it is truelly a delight! :)

Anyways, I think this Starbucks incident was the beginning of my bad day today..yep, I'm pretty sure today's bad day started last night! Silly, right? How my terrible day could have started last night rather than this morning?

        (BY THE WAY, MY DAY CONSISTED OF SITTING AT SCHOOL DOING NOTHING FOR MAYBE AN HOUR AND A HALF, FORGETTING ALL OF THE MATH ON MY PHYSICS EXAM---IRONICALLY, I REMEMBERED ALL OF THE TERMS, WHICH NEVER HAPPENS! I NEVER FORGET MATH EITHER!---HAVING A TERRIBLE STUDENT COUNCEL MEETING, NOT DOING SOCCER WORKOUTS DURING P.E., AND GETTING BEEMED WITH THE BALL--I MIGHT GET A BRUISE FROM THAT ONE. OH, AND, MY SISTER LOCKED MY CAR KEYS IN MY TRUNK AND I ALMOST WASN'T ABLE TO GET GAS..BUT WE FIXED THAT.)

But, if you think about it, what exactly defines a bad day? Hmmm..food for thought, maybe? Chew on that, and let me know what you think! Personally, I think it's probably all in the attitude. But, you let me know :)