Bloody Hellish Day

Not a very good day. I step out of the shower, walk out of the bathroom, and what's the first thing I do? I fall down the stairs. So I ice up my elbow and my knee, and then limp down the street to my bus stop. 6th graders were acting up so I cranked my iPod Shuffle as high as it could go. Then in LA we had to take an hour long test on The Outsiders, which I finished two days after we got it, which means I finished it about...two and a half weeks ago. Then, during passing period, I have to fight my way through a staircase jam packed with 6th graders.( I think they're multiplying :P) I wind up falling down another staircase. So, after managing to hobble up two flights of stairs with my poor body, I play Badminton with Henry. In the changing room, I'm talking with some guys, stand up, and hit my head on a locker door. After Tweety left, I went back downstairs( I took a different staircase) and finished my test. Then, on my walk home, just as things are finally starting to look up, my mom calls me about my grades. So I have to walk back to school, talk to my teachers, and then walk home. So my mom is ticked at me, and I'm hoping against hope my dad wouldn't come home soon. But, after several hours of groveling, things are a little better. On the bright side, The Barenaked Ladies is coming up in on my top 5 bands.