Today is not a good day.
Having overslept, you woke up a whole hour after the alarm – that you did not set – should have ringed with a terrible realization that the first class of the day is math, and you certainly don't want to come late to the math class.
You jumped out of your bed, gathered all your precious belongings needed to survive your usual day of high school and quickly vanished through the front door of your house. Not eating breakfast, not brushing your teeth, not doing anything of your morning routine.
You rushed to the classroom 5 minutes late – alright, that's not that bad. Your teacher suspiciously scans you from top to bottom, precisely saving the fact that you came late into his head, and proceeds to invite everyone to open up their homework you had from the last lesson.
Damn it. You had been doing the homework yesterday at night. And naturally, amid your morning rush, forgot to put it in your bag. You will probably get a write-up or a bad grade for this, uhh.
And what's worse.. You realize that along with the uncompleted homework you also left your desk unattended with cigarettes and OCB slim papers on it. Please god forbid your mom coming into your room, seeing the mess and the things she shouldn't see.
God forbid anyone entering your room, your sanctuary, your fortress of solitude.
Today is not a good day.
