Worst. Week. Ever.

Read the freaking title. 'Nuff said. Or is it? I disagree. Let's divide this up by day: Monday Temperature: Cold Overslept: Yes Caught Bus: No Had to ride to school in 41°F chilly fog. 15 minutes later I arrive at school, 5 minutes late. Tuesday Temperature: Colder Overslept: Yes Caught Bus: Yes Overcompensated my time leaving for the bus, so had to wait 20+ minutes in 38°F weather. Plus, it was windy. I arrive at school 3 minutes before the first bell rings. Wednesday Temperature: Slightly warmer Overslept: No Caught Bus: No I only technically didn't oversleep. I woke up early because of a nightmare. It involved people dying by a virus that slowly disintegrated you from the inside out, starting with your veins. In the nightmare, I was unaffected and instead of dying, had to live through the deaths of countless innocent groups of people. Arrived at school still in a cold sweat. Thursday Temperature: Take a guess Overslept: Yes Caught Bus: No Oh what fun it is to ride my bike on a breezy 33° day. I love having to stay after school under threat of grounding by my dear and loving parents, so that I could (you guessed it) get work from my teachers to do in addition to my original homework. I'm not going to say that I can't blame them, because I can blame them: They forced me to stay after. The fact that I was staying after to get copies of late work that I failed to pass in is unimportant. Silly logic. Friday Temperature: Even COLDER?! Overslept: Only 10 minutes (instead of the usual 45) Caught Bus: Yes I don't understand what all these people are saying about global warming. All I could think of as I stood for half an hour in the 28° chill, waiting for what is probably the most inconsistant bus driver of all time was, "Global Warming my ass".