What I really need is a miracle

[hopeforman]

On the first day of high school freshman year I missed the bus and ended up walking home halfway across the city. It took me four hours. Yesterday put that day to shame. I estimate that I truly visited and/or called about 2 dozen places yesterday and walked about 10 miles to do so. I had been pretty calm about all this, but I have nearly resigned myself to the fate set before me by the gods of housing. I am already tired of living out of suitcases shoved in a heap in the corner of Prince's room (and I know he is too).

wow, what a bundle of sunshine I am today.