Rain is a bitch. No, its not condensed water falling from clouds. Its a bitch. Yesterday was a nice day. It started full of the joys of a hot shower after waking up. Warming my aching cold body. Dad still hasn't turned the heat on and its pretty cold in the basement. After a bright refreshing shower (I ran out of hot water half way through) I happily bounded up the stairs into the bright sunlight. Oh wait, never mind. It wasn't bright and sunny after all, it was overcast and rainy. I kindly asked my parents for a ride to campus, and was denied. So I biked. Three miles in the pouring rain. Guess what, I sure did have a waterproof jacket, and blue jeans, and water up the sleeve of my waterproof jacket. Then some jackass hid a massive railroad tie in the high grasses of the roadside, right next to the lake which was originally the road. I of course- swerved to avoid the lake, not seeing the tribal snare residing in the lakeside grasses.
I got soaked. I was flung bodily off my bike seat and into the lake. My day couldn't have gotten any worse. Honestly.
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