Crying Over Spilt Soup

So last week was the first week of class in my final semester as a student. I have been going to school since approximately 1988 and I can finally see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Anyway, for my last first day of school, it was pretty crappy. I only have class on Tuesdays and Thursdays, which makes for a nice week. My Tuesday schedule involves my being on campus for over three hours between my morning and afternoon classes. Because of this, I took some leftover vegetable soup in for my lunch. I used the same container I used multiple times last semester with no incident. I walked to campus in the first snow storm I have seen here in Maryland only to open my book bag to find a mini lake of soup in the bottom. The lid didn't come off; the broth just leaked all over my bag. My stuff smelled like soup the rest of the day. What pains me the most about the whole incident is that the snow storm finally caused the school to shut down at 11:30am. This meant that my afternoon class was canceled (woohoo) and I didn't need a lunch. I left the stupid thing in the fridge for Thursday and walked home to scrub the bottom of my bag. Now the next time it rains, Tide bubbles will probably form on my bag because it's tough to rinse out. (This has happened to me before when Tide was accidentally spilt on my book bag so it does happen.) What a very frustrating last first day.