Today Was Not My Day



Her alarm clock didn’t go off. She had set it for 5:30 AM, but ended up waking on her own at 5:45 AM—15 minutes late. She took a quick shower, cooked breakfast, and just like that, she was outside waiting for a ride to school. But it was Monday, and as usual, the vehicles were already full.

When she finally got to school, her enrollment still wasn’t done. The area was crowded and chaotic. At the assessment office, she was ready to hand over her passbook—but then they asked her for proof that she had answered the student survey. She fumbled a bit trying to get her phone out to show the screenshot, and then boom!!!, an announcement.

Anyone without a passbook inside the office had to leave and fall in line at the other building. She was already *in*—so close. But no, the moment was snatched from her. She was frustrated.

In the other building, the line was long. Very long. She tried to measure her patience, but realized she couldn’t afford to waste time—she had classes to attend. So she walked back and forth, hoping the line would move faster. When she returned, the line was even longer.

So, she committed. She stayed in line. No more back and forth. She didn’t want to leave and end up regretting it.

At last, she reached Row 6. The assistant was just about to take her passbook when—another announcement. Someone had sneaked into the line. Her line. And unless that person came forward, they wouldn’t proceed.

She was pissed. Completely, utterly pissed. But she held it in. Her eyes welled up with tears, but she didn’t let them fall. She refused to let anyone see her break.

Eventually, they got moving again. Back at the assessment office, she sat down—only to feel water dripping from above. The chair was soaked. She adjusted herself to avoid the leak, but the water still hit her. 'Of course'. She switched seats.

And finally it was done.

She was exhausted and hungry, but she had no money. So she chose option C: drink water. That’s all she had. "Yass girl" serve absolutely "nothing".

Her first class had already started by the time she arrived. Her classmates stared at her like she’d committed some unspeakable crime. Their eyes were burning holes into her, but the most beautiful part? She didn’t care. Not even a little.

When the "hell gate" (aka school) finally closed, she went home. The day's misfortunes made one thing clear: "This was not her day"

It reminded her of her very first day of college, when her bag had a dramatic rip—like it was emotionally unstable and didn’t want her to make a good impression. In her frustration, she threw it away. That bag deserved it.

Later that day, she and a few others grabbed food outside. She even got to practice riding a motorcycle, which was honestly fun—except her legs kept shaking like a total psycho.

Now, she’s off to bed early. Because tomorrow? Tomorrow is another day of suffering.

Goodnight, world.




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