The worst day of my life occured a few days ago. First of all, I was PMSing. Then my history teacher told me I couldn't go into honors. Then, after school, my friend and crush were talking, and she said something really funny. I started cracking up so much that I pissed on my skirt a little (of all the days to wear a skirt!). So piss was like running down my leg, I don't know exactly if they saw it, but I ran as fast as possible to the bathroom. Then I noticed that blood was coming down too, great. I cleaned myself up and then came out, and I was like "Where the fuck's my backpack??" Well, it turns out my crush had put my backpack in the guys' bathroom as a joke. Then another guy had taken it into his head to piss on it. I left it there because I didn't want to touch my backpack, I meanm I already smelled like piss, and then later when I came back I had no idea where it was. And I still don't.
