Today was terrible. I got my little cotton tail wet on the way to school and ended up frozen to the pavement. I was stuck there until the sun shone long enough to melt the ice, which took forever in the 15 degree weather. Needless to say, I did not make it to school.
Even worse, when I got back home there was a rat on the floor. A dead one no less! I had to get a piece of toilet paper and flush it down the toilet, but did it flush? No, of course not! I have the worst toilet ever, so now there is a rat carcass stuck in my toilet. Hopefully no one will suspect me; I really have no clue how to explain that one.
And now, after such a terrible day, I just want to get to sleep. Do those kids next door throwing a kegger party care? Of course not! What kind of person would possibly want to run around without a shirt on, in the snow, when it's 15 degrees out, and drink? The same kind of person that will stay up all night in said cold while drinking said booze and make a lot of noise!