Negative point of view

As I'm sitting outside of class, there is a breeze blowing causing the day to be less perfect. Students walk by where I am, complaining about how much homework they are left with after leaving class, and no time to get it done. The sun is shining in my eyes, making it hard to concentrate on anything. I'm dreading the transition to my next class, as I'm sure many other students are doing as well. Students on the other side of the campus at the Stevenson Center are gathered in groups and smoking cigarettes, causing the air to be unhealthy. The bumping of the music in the loud cars driving by are breaking the little concentration that I do have. Ugly spiders are making webs and ants are crawling on the ground below me. Things like this are what make a good day a bad one.