...felt like cr*p all the while...

...there was a really bad storm brewing in our country then, my brother's friends came over to watch DVDs and to drink. Didn't sleep a wink for 2 straight days. Come morning, I prepared early to go to school. I had trouble waiting 30 mins. for a 1-hour ride to school. I was feeling light-headed, since the alcohol's still in my system and w/o sleep, I thought I'd barf any second. So when I arrived, I was so relieved, but also so friggin' mad because they just announced that school's cancelled! Had breakfast at Mcdo's which I shouldn't have because while eating, the streets got flooded in an instant! My phone's out cold from malfunctioning, my classmates got home earlier and they live in the other direction than mine. No other jeeps or buses that routes back to my town are coming and I'm stuck with flood everywhere, our university's even shoving students out. Desperate times calls for desperate measures, I wade through the gunky waters, to get to the (crowded!) train station, only to wait for 2 more hours for a decently "spacious" enough train to come, and even then, I nearly got molested by a creep whose fingers are lingering on my butt. Good thing there was this gentlemanly guy who stood in between us and asked if I was ok. We got off the same station. Off the station, we wade through the waters again, 'til we parted ways. We traded numbers, and for the first time that day, something good happened. Well, not really. After some more minor difficulties, I got home, people at home was so surprised that I managed to get home when it was such a calamitous storm outside. I had a nice hot bath, I craved deep slumber and when sleep's slowly creeping up on me, that's when I remembered...I gave an old, unused number to that nice guy on the train. dafuqqqqq man....(⊙…⊙ )