*headdesk*

Guh.
No sign of the bus to get to college this morning. Have to order a taxi, which is okay, but yeah. Get in and overhear the teachers talking - we've had a change of tutor for today's class and he doesn't seem to have a clue what's going on. Head over to the lab where we're supposed to have class this morning, everyone shows up. Except said teacher. One teacher wanders in, he's not ours and he doesn't have a clue either. We wait about ten minutes, then there's a consensus decision of 'fuck this let's go home'. I clear off to the library figuring I'll do some calculations for a report I've got to hand in in a couple of weeks, and grab a coffee while I'm at it. Try to take the coffee out of the vending machine and pow, CAFFSPLOSION. All down my sleeve and all over the place.
We have the same teacher we were meant to have this morning for something later, and I bet he chews us out even when we were only doing what the timetable said...

I should have just stayed in bed.