A Bad Day!

What constitutes a "bad day."

It starts from the very morning as soon as you get up. You are woken by the heat since the cooler isn't working. You hit your small toe on the side of the bed and it hurts like hell. From that moment on you know that this day is doomed, nothing good can come from it. You should probably  head back to bed right this instant. Days like today are why I want to become a hermit and live in the Himalayas.

Now the most important thing in the morning for some people may be bathing or brushing or dressing up or whatever, but for people like me, we live for one thing only - breakfast. So imagine my disappointment when I find the hostel breakfast to be sad (there really is no other word for it), go to the lifesaver - fridge, to find that I am out of bread. Hence a trip to the grocery store now becomes imperative. Scorching heat with an empty tummy, I went on. Barely did I know this was just the beginning.

I had to appear for an online test at 10 AM. Since I got up at 9, had to fetch my own breakfast, I was running late. Nothing new there, I am always late. As the great Meg Cabot said "A queen is never late, others are just early." Scrambling for a notebook, seaching heaven and hell for a pen ( I bought 2 last week!), I sat down for the test, which took not less than 20 minutes to load. I feel it is necessary to mention that this was just a practice test but a very hard one, and that I wasn't prepared. I was Jon Snow today. Three gruelling hours later, the test automatically got submitted online. Now my very faithful wifi chose that exact moment to stop working. Loading, reloading, enter, enter, enter. ..
To no avail.

I was fervently praying, please don't let this happen to me God. Please..

He heard my prayers.

I guess his earphones were in, because he only heard half of what I was asking.

My entire answer sheet wasn't ruined, but half of it was. Actually the answers that I had marked had somehow vanished. There was this additional time of 50 minutes, but after three hours of racking my brain, you want to torture it for another hour! Well go on, I did. I re-marked few of the answers that I could remember and I was done. I tried submitting my test and yes! Online test = instant result. So imagine my surprise when I find that half the answers I marked aren't even there. Cursing, I got up. I had no time left.

Let's rewind back a little. In the course of my test I got a call from an online website from where I had ordered my phone case. It was GOT related - Winter is Coming. Yay! Super excited. It came and even though I was losing my test time, I had to see it. Two minutes.
That is all it was supposed to take.
Doomsday remember.

Of course the order was wrong. It had to be. Some stupid make-believe shit. I called their customer service, turns out they even switch off their phones during  weekends. Call on monday now. Haha
Phew

Any worse?

Apparently yes.

Test was of 3 hours, now I had timed it such that I would have an hour before I had to leave for my class. My friend was supposed to pick me up in her car. Because of the wifi drama, I was super late, and this professor doesn't let anyone enter late, so I asked her to just go along. 15 mins, that's all that I would take to change and go. 15 mins, mind it. No lunch for me, no time.

I have changed, faster than ever and so has the weather. The sunny-day-from-hell changes to the stormiest-day-from-hell. An extremely windy sandstorm. I decide to weather it what come may. Shades on, bag held tight, I take three steps out of the gate only to come running back. The dust/sand hits my face like needles. It pinches my skin. I plan to wait for 5 minutes for it to settle down. I have never been more wrong in my life.
The wind storm gives way to heavy rain. I am walking and I am drenched. People all around have taken shelter under sheds of buildings, they look at me like I am out of my mind. Maybe I am. I do make it to class, full 15 minutes late and dripping from head to toe. One look at me and the professor hands me a sheet and points to my desk. My pathetic state made even his heart melt.

Now comes four hours of gruelling studies. See, this day was destined to be bad even before it started. I am hungry, wet and sitting in class.
After the class, I hit my gym. I rejoined yesterday, so I am sore everywhere. Taking one step seems like a chore. It hurts. (Sob)

I thought this day couldn't get any worse. Boy, was I wrong.

Exhaused, I return to my hostel at 8:30 in the night to find the tastiest dinner laid out for me.

That was sarcasm people. Hostels and good food are two things that don't go together. History is proof.

Of all the days, today was one I just couldn't take it. I needed real food. Food that I can eat and it won't kill me food. Thankfully my friends were thinking along the same lines, so even though it was late, we decided to go out and have some honest-to-god food. Now see, my hostel sort of has a deadline and my parents don't approve of me going out late at night. But today was an emergency. I was Hungry!

So four us, we went to a very nearby market and ate. Dunno why, but my phone had no network.
Here the fun begins.
The caretaker from the hostel calls me and starts shouting. You go out late, don't inform us, blah blah (though we totally said bye to him) and your parents are worried. Now that caught my attention. My though process goes like - no connection on my phone, mom/dad called, no answer, them pissed, call the caretaker and when he tells them that I am not there, all hell breaks loose.
I should panic but I don't.
I call my mom back and try to calmly explain to her everything, all events that lead to this. It is over, for now. Dad is a whole another story. One I'd rather tackle tomorrow.

I mean, just as luck would have it, my parent's call wouldn't get connected but caretaker's did! It makes no sense, yet it does.
Doomsday.
My test couldn't get submitted, my responses vanished, weather just screwed me in flat 5 minutes,  like What The HELL!

Doomsday!

The day went from bad to worse to an absolute nightmare.

The only good thing is that it is over.

Whatever happens tomorrow will be better. It has to be.

Days like these...Phew!

Xoxo
Pearl