The classy way of handling an awful day

I had a suckish day.
I woke up around 8 am so I had this darn-I’m-an-hour-late attitude. I guess staying in front of my pc ‘til 3 in the morning screwed my schedule for the day (no thanks to constitutional law review cases). So there, I went to school feeling and looking wasted. It was ok though coz I know that I was able to study for our subject. Then I heard the bomb. According to some not very reliable sources, we have to extend our reading ‘til Bill of Rights. I instantaneously freaked out! That’s way over my perceived assignment. Moreover, I didn’t bring my part of the digest covered by the rumored readings. That was the time that I really felt like crying (but I didn't 'coz it's not so classy:p). I extremely hate freeloaders and here I am not doing my part of the deal. I contemplated on going home to get my digest but I’ve decided to do the saner one. I rushed to the library and typed like a maniac. Two hours before our class, I finished my digest. I still have to do some barops stuffs so I wasn’t able to extend my reading.
Three things that made my day less suckish:
1. I wasn’t called to recite.
2. I was able to prove to myself that I’m not a scrounger hence, I can still hate freeloaders.
3. My father opened the door for me :)

No matter how awful my day went I should never have let go of the C'est la vie-attitude.

From now on, I'll do the classier way of handling it. I'll commit to memory that every sixty seconds I spend upset is a minute of happiness that i'd never get back.