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I have not had a day that will live on as a good day in my memory. I woke up earlier than I would have liked, and proceeded to fight with my curtain rod in my shower for 15 minutes until I gave up and walked forlornly downstairs, naked and cold, shampoo in hand, to use my parents shower. I then was forced to ride the bus as punishment for oversleeping on Friday, without breakfast because it came a faster than allowed for me to grab anything edible and still catch it. The cast list for musical came out after 2nd period. I did not get a part. I didn't even make chorus. I wouldn't feel as bad if everyone and their cousin hadn't informed me beforehand that it was practically impossible to not make chorus. Follow that by a mind numbing U.S. History class, and missing the bus home, and you've got a recipe for a depressingly bad day. A recipe I cooked and ate.
I want to crawl in a hole.
I want to crawl in a hole.