Not such a good day

Today, a friend and I were supposed to talk to another class about our trip to Ethiopia (one teacher would give us a grade on this) and we were supposed to do this an hour before school, 8 O’clock. That’s when I got a call from my friend asking me where I were. In my bed. So I barely made it to bus that would take me to school, so that I could get there in time for our ordinary lessons. I feel horrible, I made my friend go to school and hour before when she could have slept instead. I never oversleep, and it just had to be this day too! Life’s fucking hard!