Today was an FML-worthy day. At first, it was kind of funny. Then it got old.

• I wake up 6 AM and leave the house at 7 to brave the rush-hour traffic as I make my way across town for my 8 o'clock graphic design class.
• The weather is shit and due to the rain, the traffic is backed up for miles, and by the time I reach the half-way mark to my school, class has already started.
• Knowing that I will arrive at school too late to allowed into my class, I go job-hunting instead before heading back to my apartment. Knowing that I have nothing to eat at my apartment, I use my last $3.50 to buy some cereal.
• I leave Target to go to the mall to use the internet and wander, only to have my car break down in the mall parking lot. A nice security guard comes at jumps it and I am able to successfully park.
• One hour later, I walk out of the mall only to find that my car will not start. I call Triple A (or is it AAA???) and then wait around for half an hour for a someone to come.
• A bit past 11, the Triple A guy comes, makes 2 attempts to jump the car, which prove to be futile. My car is loaded onto a tow truck and he drops me off at my apartment and helps me get all my stuff out of the car.
• After lugging my toolbox of art supplies, sketch pad, newsprint pad, jacket, purse, and overnight bag upstairs, I realize only after shutting the door of my apartment that I left the cereal in the car.

Surprisingly, I still wasn't all that phased yet, and while rather annoyed, I was still finding the situation kind of funny.

• Realizing that I need a way to get to my 2 o'clock composition class, I call my parents. Neither of them can take me to school, so it looks like I'm gonna have to learn how to take the bus.
  • Until I realize that buses don't take debit cards and I just spent my last $3.50 on a box of cereal I didn't even get to eat. So I end up missing my composition class.
• Around 1, I get a call from the garage my car got towed to saying that it will need the alternator replaced, costing $307.00.

That was about the time when things started getting snnoying.

• Tired from staying up till 2:30 in morning working on homework I never even got to turn in, I take a nap, only to be woken up by my dad calling to say that my car is fixed. So although I couldn't make it to my classes that I actually really enjoy, I would be right on time for my crappy job at Target.
• At 4:30 my dad picks me up. We have a huge argument in the car, and then all the stress from the day and the past few weeks causes me to have my 4th nervous breakdown this week. When I finally calm down and stop crying, it is 5 minutes before I have to leave for work.
• I leave for work 6 minutes after my shift started, but not before my dad asks me if I've changed my car's oil lately. No, I haven't, but the oil light hasn't come on yet, so I should be fine.
• I didn't even make it out of the neighborhood before, of course, the oil light came on.
• I make it to work only to find that I didn't have a shift today, but have a 7-hour-shift instead of the day I thought I had off tomorrow.

Fortunately, things have gotten better since then. But I still can't help but feel awed at the amazing amount of craptacularity that occurred in just one day.