These are the bad things that happened to me today.
My uncle died. I don't even really know what to say about this right now. I still haven't cried. I still haven't let it sink.
My phone officially broke. My screen appears to be speaking in some kind of satanic tongue and I need to talk to my friends more than anything right now.
The bottoms of my jeans are wet and torn from walking in the rain.
I ran out of green tea.
My bank ran out of the temporary access cards I needed to access all of my money since losing my debit card over the weekend. The new one won't come in the mail until Tuesday.
I want a hug and the apartment is empty.
Pearl Harbor has nothing on the infamy of today.
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