Wake up.
(At four in the morning.
And can't fall back to sleep).
Get out of bed.
Trip.
Bonk your head.
Dizzily get up again.
Step on a Lego.
Scowl.
Try to go upstairs.
Halfway up, trip again and fall down.
Scowl more.
Finally make it up the stairs to find your work uniform wrinkled and teared to shreds on the floor.
Curse at your dog.
Put on some different clothes, hoping your boss will not mind.
Make coffee.
Realize you are out of cream.
Curse again.
Choke down the bitter coffee.
Spill some down the front of your shirt.
Want to change again, but will be late for work.
Go outside, and find it dumping buckets on you.
Get into car, all wet.
Realize you are out of gas.
You forgot to get gas yesterday.
Reach for your phone.
Find it dead.
Go back into house, soaking wet.
Look for charger.
No luck.
Curse for the third time.
Dog jumps on you.
Licks your face.
Gets dog hair all over you.
Now you smell of wet dog.
You decide to walk to work.
Thirty minutes later, you get there.
Boss yells at you.
Fires you.
You shout back, saying that it is unfair that after one day of being late you get laid off.
Boss sneers at you.
You walk home again.
Get there in another thirty minutes.
Find you left the door open.
Now the first part of your house is all wet.
You find the dog biting the mailman.
You go and grab the dog.
The mailman swears at you.
Says he'll sue you.
Leaves.
You find your mail in a puddle.
The letters are unreadable.
Now it's your turn to swear.
You put the dog inside.
Go back downstairs with a fresh mug of coffee.
Step on the same lego.
Try to kick it across the room.
Jam your toe in door instead.
Change clothes.
Get into bed.
Accidentally spill coffee.
Change clothes again.
Wet dog gets into bed with you.
Change clothes AGAIN.
Attempt to push dog off bed.
Dog gets you wet instead.
You don't have anymore clean clothes.
You fall asleep the rest of the day.
Hope that tomorrow will be better.
Exam day
I woke up with the curves of my mouth greeting the ground. Six am and I had to get ready for exams. Turning my body to face the windows I set my feet on the cold floor. Quickly pulling them up to an unpleasant liquid. It seems that my dog Bluebell left me with a mess. I continue to the bathroom to clean up and as I get there I realize my clothes had been sitting in the washer over night. I run downstairs to find them just as I thought, soured.
"DAMN IT." I muttered and once again continued on with the day. Moments later realizing I forgot to bring my mug in from the car. Now I begin my run in 32 degree weather to receive a dirty mug. I arrived on time and that was about the only good part to my bad day.
Fuel
Spilled my coffee,
Broke a boot lace,
Leave cancelled due to mission,
Ripped my coveralls on something,
Had to rewrite all my logs,
Dogged the watch,
Burnt my food,
Best friend argument,
And drills all day.
I've had bad days before, and there'll be some down the road, but when they come around. I'll just smile like always and say, foolishly and hard-headedly, "Give me your worst, the gods smile upon this champion."
Having a bad day?
BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP BEEEEEEP *click
Dangit! I overslept!
The clock reads 7:23 and I have fifteen minutes to get ready for school.
Why did this happen to me today?
I turn on the lights and rush to the kitchen in time to grab some food.
*shake, crunch
Two puny little cornflakes fall out of the cereal box. I groan and stuff a piece of bread in the toaster. That'll have to do.
I notice my mom isn't up yet--I was supposed to ask her to fill out a form for community service or something. Oh well. Looks like she overslept too.
Dangit, dangit, dangit...
I sprint back to my room and throw on a sweatshirt over the tank top I slept in and pull on some jeans. Hair!
I tie it up in a not-so-gorgeous ponytail. Hairbrushes are overrated--wait! I forgot to shower last night!! By now it's way too late to even try.
Suddenly the familiar burning smell I associate with mornings wafts in from the kitchen. Really?
The toast. I forgot about the toast.
Why TODAY?
I extract the charred remains from the toaster and automatically remember I have to make lunch. Unfortunately my PIN number from last year has long since left my memory.
Great, I think. I'll have to beg to my friends for food...
I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I I First period algebra.
It can't get much worse than that.
Oh yeah, and there's a test today that I forgot to study for.