The Annoying Day
Lastweek i had a really annoying day. Nothing really went as well as I had hoped. There was that three page essay I kept putting off everyday and every day it never seemed to get easier. I don’t think it was the essay that was the most frustrating thing of my day. But it might have been the martini glass.
My aunt gave me a beautiful martini glass. It was different: bigger and cooler. I was cleaning my room and forgot to take it off my bed. Later that night when I was watching TV it fell and shattered in to a million pieces. I was mad and my mom said, “don’t get out of bed without shoes on”. I didn’t. She was picking up the glass while I was lying on the bed reaching down to help her. She said, “don’t do that you could get hurt”. I didn’t listen. I slipped out of bed a little (but not falling off the bed) and cut my finger on a big piece of glass.
The day before I went to bed at 3:45 a.m. Yes, on a school night. So you can imagine how tired I was. I went to school anyway. When I got home my dad took me to my doctor’s appointment. It was fast. I got home and went to take a nap at 4 p.m. I woke up at 11:00 that night. My mom was really nice and brought up some food for me. After that I fell asleep. I guess you could say I was counting sheep.
More trouble ahead…