Well this has been the day from Hell. I lost my keys, I broke a window, I missed math class due to said keys, and I can’t find my social security card. It’s probably wandering around in a parking lot somewhere, and an illegal immigrant is probably going to pick it up in the next hour or so. That sounds overly pessimistic but with my luck running the way that it is, ehh, I wouldn’t count on anything different happening. Why is it that there are some days where nothing seems to go right? When the world is simply falling apart due to little itty-bitty cracks in your routine and everything is going straight down the pooper and you want to scream… why do these days happen? There must be a divine purpose to it all. There must.
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