What's My Name?

Today...has just been one of those days. The 'excuse me I'll be over here jumping off a cliff' kind of days. It wasn't extremely horrible. Just long. And of course I had to have a clumsy episode, as I call anything I do that leads to pain.
I was walking into the Business Engineering Complex at the college I attended and I opened up the door all the way and tripped on air. Sigh. Thus leading to the red painful mark I have on my arm. Only me. And it doesn't help that I have an extremely low tolerance for pain either.
I also had to watch the movie 'Babies'....unless you are interested in seeing a lot of naked boobs, breast feeding, and naked little boys...don't watch it. That's all it was. Honestly. Shudder. Just awful.
But, after all this I went to my Business Communications class. Sigh. I guess the teacher thinks Kymber is too young of a name. Or maybe she just can't pronounce Ber. But she only calls me Kym. What the f? I've signed any e-mail to her Kymber, I write Kymber on all my papers and yet she still calls me Kym. Makes no sense to me at all. Maybe I should just get a big neon sign that says 'My name is KYMBER.' Maybe she'd get the hint then. Sigh.
*hangs head in defeat*
I'm tired and cranky. But! Before I leave this short and nonquote worthy post I will say this...40 more pounds and I'll have reached my goal of where I want to be by the end of May! :) I think I can do it. No, I know I can do it. It all just comes down to self control. I keep telling myself in my head, in my best George Lopez voice, 'I GOT THIS!' :)
Anyways, night all! :D

XO
Kymber.