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i had to write a series of journals on the works that i have read throughout the course, and at about midnight last night i lost everything.
i worked all night to finish, and took an hour nap to refresh.
i woke up at 10:20, my class had started at 10:00, and tried to rush so that i could at least hand it in.
i also was supposed to do a reading in the class, but it was too late for that.
i ran out into the rain, and my umbrella broke.
i watched as the bus drove past.
i stopped to have a smoke while i waited for the next bus, and fumbled, dropping my last cigarette right in a puddle.
i finally got on the bus, and made it to the school, but i had forgotten my wallet, so i did not have any change for printing.
the format of my paper was wrong because it was not double spaced, but i printed anyway and ran to the glenridge building in the rain.
i handed in my assignment, grabbed the bus and walked home in the rain.
while trying to get in through the door, my wet flats slipped on the kitchen tile, and the door slammed onto my ankle, causing me to fall forward, facedown into the floor.
finally get into my room, and decide to have something to eat.
bread has mould on it.
no more oatmeal.
that was all the food that i had left.
brandon comes over. ends up getting angry with me because i am so tired, and he doesnt understand university and all the work that has to be done.
he leaves to pickering as i cry.
i decide that the best thing to do would be to have a nap.
forget everything.
but wait.
my bed is an air mattress, pretty much, and it turns out that there is a hole in it somehow.
it is deflated.
i do not even have a bed now.
this all really did happen.
this is the worst day of my life.
i worked all night to finish, and took an hour nap to refresh.
i woke up at 10:20, my class had started at 10:00, and tried to rush so that i could at least hand it in.
i also was supposed to do a reading in the class, but it was too late for that.
i ran out into the rain, and my umbrella broke.
i watched as the bus drove past.
i stopped to have a smoke while i waited for the next bus, and fumbled, dropping my last cigarette right in a puddle.
i finally got on the bus, and made it to the school, but i had forgotten my wallet, so i did not have any change for printing.
the format of my paper was wrong because it was not double spaced, but i printed anyway and ran to the glenridge building in the rain.
i handed in my assignment, grabbed the bus and walked home in the rain.
while trying to get in through the door, my wet flats slipped on the kitchen tile, and the door slammed onto my ankle, causing me to fall forward, facedown into the floor.
finally get into my room, and decide to have something to eat.
bread has mould on it.
no more oatmeal.
that was all the food that i had left.
brandon comes over. ends up getting angry with me because i am so tired, and he doesnt understand university and all the work that has to be done.
he leaves to pickering as i cry.
i decide that the best thing to do would be to have a nap.
forget everything.
but wait.
my bed is an air mattress, pretty much, and it turns out that there is a hole in it somehow.
it is deflated.
i do not even have a bed now.
this all really did happen.
this is the worst day of my life.