In need of direction...

I am a silly driver. As in I have no idea where I am going... I simply make it up. On Tuesday night, I was trying to go to box hill tafe, but the way I had planned to go did not exist. Well, it did exist... but I couldn't get there that way. (Was trying to take a road with no exit... coz I am dumb and clearly cannot read a melways. This is because I am a melway... and who needs another!) Anyhoo, I ended up going down warrigal rd, because I knew that meant I had gone too far, as it was the way to my cousin's house... which was definately past where I needed to be. I ended up calling my mum and asking her where to go, but she didn't know because I had the melways! I kept on driving, convinced that I could 'feel my way there' a stupid technique of mine that actually works more than you'd think. I drove past thomas st... which is the road that leads to my cousin's house. So I took the next left, and hoped that I could find my way to Jemimah's to ask for directions. I missed her house like a million times, as I have only been there once before... and her road is a funny one that goes in weird shapes. Eventually I make it to her parking space, however she is not home... so I call her and next thing you know... she's home! Jem gave me the directions I needed and I was back on the road.

*Breathes*

Finally I make it to box hill... only I am late. It was like 5 past 6 or something, and class started at 6... and I had another dilemma. Where the heck was I supposed to park? I did try and look it up before I left, but that didn't really help much coz really, I had no idea. So... I drove around for a while... up and down streets and what not. Eventually I park a million miles away at some medical centre car park... the upside was 'free parking til 6am', the downside... a big walk and I was getting later and later by the moment (funny that really). Blah blah blah... And now i'm up to the part where I find the room where the class is supposedly being held. Someone else had just got there, and they had discovered that there was nothing happening in the room. So, it was decided that perhaps class was supposed to start at 7 afterall. I personally not convinced. Sure, our room was empty, but I could here talking in the distance... words such as fashion, industry, folio and drawing were most definately being used. This made me very confused and anxious. But what did I do? I sat there for 10-15 minutes. Some people arrived for a photography class. They were waiting at my room. Then, the photography dude arrived and let them all in... to my room! Which clearly, was not my room at all... I had a mini freak and headed up the corridor... there was a room with the door open... there were people inside... it was my class... and it had been there all along! Not only was I late... but I was extra extra late coz I am such a silly head. Sigh... The tables were high and my chair was low... it made drawing very difficult. And all because I was late.

The End.