The Monday of Mondays!

So last week, Monday lasted 5 days. An entire 5 days! I'm not kidding. Most people hate Mondays, with a flaming passion, right? Well, every single day of last week felt like a damn Monday. Monday (the first day of last Monday) was my first day back at school from summer break. And as if that wasn't bad enough, I couldn't walk 5 steps without dropping shit, I swear I ran into just about every door, locker, and human being on campus, and the topper? I got lost twice! In the same building! Okay...the first day of that particular Monday turned out to be the least of my problems. I don't remember much of the second day of Monday (the one "normal" people call Tuesday), but Wednesday? Wednesday was a hot mess--and a half! I'm taking a dual credit US history class (for both college and high school credits, for those who don't know what that is), and half of it is an online course. Bleh! And as luck would have it, I couldn't log onto my damn bc account to take that part of the class! So on Wednesday (the third day of Monday), I talked to my history professor about this issue, and we spent 2 class periods (both of which I was marked absent for, dumb ass teachers) trying to solve the problem. Not to mention; I got lost...well..., more than once that day. Now Thursday (the fourth day of Monday) was slightly messier than the day before. I was given a physics worksheet thinggy to complete by the next day. After skimming through the worksheet, I figured it would be pretty easy, and it would've been, if I hadn't completely misunderstood the damn instructions! Yes, I did the entire assignment wrong! Completely wrong! And this damn teacher wouldn't give me credit, even when I reluctantly offered to re-do the entire worksheet. But that's not all. When I got home from school that day, my grandmother informed me that she had somehow found out about the issue I was having with the college, and instead of shutting up long enough for me to explain exactly what happened, she spent the rest of the day bitching at me for "deliberately neglecting my school work". --and yes, listening to all that bitching is a lot worse than it sounds. And finally? Friday! Friday! Most people would be extremely happy about Friday, and normally, I would be happy as well. Friday usually means the end of the school week, and football games are usually on a Friday. (we won our first game, btw!) but for me, this was not a typical Friday. For me, it was just the last day of Monday. First, of all, the laptop I usually use to do my school work died in the middle of math class, while I was in the middle of working on an in-class assignment. Really? Now I have to re-do the entire damn thing! Then, just when I was hoping nothing else would go wrong, I was in the cafeteria, looking for someone in particular, and someone decided to throw their water bottle at me. It may have been an accident, but that didn't aggravate me any less. I had to wear a wet shirt for the rest of that day. Yes, that was cold! And the best/most embarrassing part of this entire 5-day long Monday? Like usual, my grandmother picked my brother and I up from school at the end of the day. She was surprisingly nice to me, but maybe only because she tried to drive away before I was even in the van, and the door was still open! And of course, everyone happened to be watching! Great. I'm sure that's all gonna come back to me when I go back to school tomorrow. Oh well, at least I managed to stay alive that entire week (or as I like to say, that entire Monday), right? Now hopefully tomorrow will actually feel like a Tuesday--not another damn Monday! O.O