Yesterday was a fucking bad day

I somehow got rejected three times. You already know about the first one (the girl) and the other two don’t need going into. Needless to say, I was upset. However, the straw that broke the camel’s back was, amusingly enough, my backpack.

Last night was the Blue Chips party. The Blue Chips is the investment club that I’m part of which manages a portfolio of $100,000. So, it’s pretty fun. Anyway, it was the annual wine and cheese party. On my way out of the party, thoroughly trashed, I pick up my backpack and notice that it doesn’t feel right on my back. I examine it more closely, and realize that it isn’t my backpack after all. Not only that, but it’s blue, not green! I completely flip out. Finals are coming up in a week and my backpack is ESSENTIAL. I even start insulting the girl who took my backpack for getting a C on her hume paper. Needless to say, I was drunk and having a really bad day. I find her room on the facebook (an online directory) and go up and knock on her door a lot. After realizing that she wasn’t going to answer her door, I try the doorknob and walk into the room. I discover my green backpack on her floor and replace it with her blue one. Honestly, I still don’t understand how you can not notice that the backpack you’re carrying is the wrong color.