Here's a write-up on the topic: 'A Day When Everything Went Wrong'.
Explanation:
I woke up that morning, wondering why my alarm hadn't gone off. Just as I was lying in bed, my room looked brighter than usual - I glanced at the watch on my bedside table and it showed 8:30 am, a whole 90 minutes later than when I generally wake up! That meant I had barely 20 minutes to get ready and reach class.
Being late meant quickly washing my face and no breakfast. Once I reached class (hungry, disheveled and ten minutes late), the professor refused to let me in. That was like the icing on the cake. I sat morosely on the steps outside the classroom, waiting for the bell to signal the beginning of the next period, which was the chemistry lab (my favourite). Lo and behold, I opened my bag only to realize I had forgotten to pack my lab coat for the day! That would mean I would be denied entry to the lab too.
I trudged back home, feeling awful. Just as I was about to enter my gate, I tripped on an uneven stone lying on the pavement - and fell flat on my face. That was literally the last straw. Bleeding a little on my forehead, I entered my room and slammed the door, grumbling about the extremely horrid day that I had had and wondering what else was lying in store for me.
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