doors....

Today started out as just another day. alarm goes off. forcing myself to get out of the comforts of my bed. eating breakfast. making lunch. then going in my room to get dressed and do my makeup and such. just in time to run out the door and catch the bus.

i'm all ready. about to go downstairs to brush my teeth and then leave. go to open my door and it decides not to open. i turn the knob a few more times. push. pull. every thing i can think of. call out to my mom who is sleeping to come help me. she tries, but is unsuccessful in opening my door. my dad comes and tries a few things. after all attempts have failed he goes to find a screwdriver to take off my door knob entirely. he can't find one. he is about ready to kick down my door. just then, my mom sticks a nail in a hole in the knob. it did the trick and for some reason my door unlocked. but now, there was no way i could make it to the bus on time.

my dad drops me off at school, and my friends ask me why i'm so late. i tell them i got locked in my room, and they stare at me in disbelief. asking, "what happened to the good ol' dog ate my homework excuse?" it's more plausible than my real one. after some serious convincing, they finally believe and i go on with my normal wednesday.

that is what we call a bad start to the day. at least the rest turned out relatively well and normal. ttfn