Ice, Vinegar, Peanut Butter

Math is my first period class. I had a quiz today in math. Just as she handed me the quiz, I crossed my leg and began writing. When I'm answering a question on a test, I have to really focus on it and answer the question straight through. If I break the flow, I'll lose concentration and forget what I was writing.

As I said, I crossed my leg when I first started, like I always do when I'm sitting in the desks at school, which really belong in an elementary school because they're small.
The top of my right leg touched underneath the desk as it was crossed on my other leg. Then I switched legs and my left leg sat on top.

As I finished up my quiz I started to concentrate on my surrounding - seeing how many others were finished, if I had remembered to put my name on the quiz, the gum sticking to my hand that was squeezed between my thighs. Wait, what?

Someone had stuck their gum underneath my desk. A wad of it stuck to my right leg as my leg was crossed underneath the desk. When I switched legs, the top of my right leg decided to share this sticking gift with the back of my knee on my left leg.

This just just gives further evidence to why I, in general, don't like people.

How inconsiderate and disgusting are you? Take the synthetic rubber you've been chewing, and moistening with your saliva, from your mouth and stick it underneath a desk that is sat in by, at least, 6 other students in the school. All the while, there is a garbage can not 20 feet away.

I was going to take a picture of the gum stretching down form underneath the desk, but my math teacher is sort of psycho. Plus, she embarrassed me in front of the whole class about gum sticking to my new, favourite jeans. God, what an awkward class that was today.
"Why do you have gum stuck to your pants?"
What the hell am I suppose to say to that? "Oh, you know, I thought it'd be a great way to pass the time by in your boring class by ruining a pair of my new jeans by sticking someone else's gum to them."
???

Ugh, today's just been awful. It started with gum sticking to my jeans. It ended with my terrible time management skills. I'm going to go take a shower before I have to be at work to 8am. Joyous.