Man oh man, there are some days where things just do not go according to plan, huh?
I rode my bicycle out to school this morning even though I didn't have a class, because I wanted to visit with a friend who had been avoiding me for the past week to to a separate issue. Two hours later, just as I was wondering where he was, my friend came in through the door and quickly told me that his ride home had come early today, and that he had to leave immediately. I wished him a good day, packed up, and left myself.
I had to ride past the house and continue on to the grocery store to pick up my breakfast and a few things to use for the next week's lunches, as well as request time off for the end of June, since my family will be going on vacation then. Turns out I wasn't permitted to do it yet, because we can only request days off within 60 days or less from the time we'll be gone.
Rode back home and unloaded my two bags of groceries to discover that half of what I had bought (three jars of peanut butter, which I was hoping to use to fix lunch when I got home) was gone. It had torn through the bags during the ride home without my noticing. Riding back, I found only one intact; the other two had been run over. I pressed on all the way back to the store and requested to get them replaced. Thankfully, the manager who was there agreed.
Now, at last, I'm back home - my back is stiff, I'm still overheated from the hot day and I've only just had my lunch (it's 3:17 here).
Now let's see if I get hit by a car on the ride to my parents' house later when I visit to watch a TV show.
All in all, I think today could have gone better.