Have you ever had a horrible, rotten, terrible, awful, crummy, unbelievable day?  Well, thank your lucky stars if you haven’t!  I had one just yesterday.  It was a living nightmare!

The alarm went off with a brash “Rrrrrrr”!  Ahgh! Another icky day of icky school!  I jumped out of bed and WHACK!  I hit my big toe on the edge of the bed.  It hurt so bad I wanted to bawl!  Down the hall I stumbled to find relief from my sleepiness.  I turned on the shower and dove in. Aaaaaahhhh! It was cold!  Joe had used all of the hot water!  I had to take a freezing shower.  I had more goose bumps than a plucked chicken. I began to get dressed and found that my favorite shirt had a big hole in the left arm pit.  Oh no! I then had to dig around in the dirty clothes to find something to wear.  Phew! I then went to put on my tennis shoes they were all soggy and wet!  The dog must have come upstairs and peed on my shoes. Gag!

I stumbled to the bus stop and got on the bus.  As soon as the bus door closed with a bang, I realized I had left my back pack on the kitchen table.  “Too Bad!” the bus driver yelled at me with her mouth full of strawberry donut, and ignored my request to go back. She must HATE kids. I think it’s a hiring requirement for bus drivers to LOATH children.

At school, the day drug on with nothing eventful happening.  We were going to have an assembly third period.  YeeHaww! We were very excited. The Yang Ling Chinese Acrobat Brothers were coming to town.  They could ride unicycles with forty-five plates stacked on their heads and with a blindfold on.  But we found out at 9:59 am that the assembly was cancelled.  Ick… back to boring ‘ole English class. For lunch we had “Tuna Surprise”.  It smelled like something had died in the cafeteria.  I hated it.  We used to save it and throw it at each other at recess until our principal caught us.  So, I tried to eat it without gagging. BLAHHH! Seventh period the teacher said “Clear off your desk and number your papers one through twenty.”  ONE THROUGH TWENTY?  Oh, no!  I had completely forgotten about the spelling test.  I made the grand score of 20%.  Grounded… for another weekend! After the last bell I went to the restroom where I meet up with Hangdog Howard and Scabby Sam, the two meanest boys in the eighth grade.  They gave me a swirly in the last toilet stall and laughed their heads off. I stumbled out with my hair dripping wet to catch the bus and realized it had already driven off… Ooops!