I'm fairly sure all of us have had at least one day of unexpected horribleness, bad luck, bad mojo, etc.
So, what was it like? What happened? Did it ever happen again?
Mine lasted for a week, because I unfortunately locked myself outside my house. While my mom was away. For a week. And I had to stay at one person's house: my neighbor's. Trust me, once you've had the same dish, three times day, all week, doing work in their house, you feel miserable.
So, what was it like? What happened? Did it ever happen again?
Mine lasted for a week, because I unfortunately locked myself outside my house. While my mom was away. For a week. And I had to stay at one person's house: my neighbor's. Trust me, once you've had the same dish, three times day, all week, doing work in their house, you feel miserable.