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Today is going to be a good day.
Even as I drive my car into the university parking lot and curse under my breath as one of the students rolls into the spot I've been eyeing for five minutes now. Today is going to be a good day. I lean over my middle compartment and pull my bag from the ground, ultimately not seeing that it's unzipped. I close my eyes in frustration as all the contents fall out and roll under the seat. Today will be a good day. I slide out of my jeep, breathing in the fresh air. I slam my door closed and lock the jeep, spinning around on my heel and start walking. I stop abruptly, my eyes narrowing and I grind my molars together. Splash. "You've got to be f*****g kidding me." I grumble under my breath, snapping my gaze down. Nope, not kidding. My white converse
