In Which John's Day Goes From Wonderful to Terrible In 10 Easy Steps

10) After the past few days of excitement and intrigue at various malls, I woke up bright and early (for me, anyway) to meet with Abby and print out our scripts. We were going to pitch them after class for the upcoming short play revue.

9) Abby was having a down day, but I (hopefully) helped raise her spirits. I moved to Tier 1.

8) In ABST, neither Abby or I had done the reading, but at least I correctly identified the aboriginal painting as that of a white settler.

7) We pitched our plays. I could've been more energetic in my pitching, but I was one of the first ones to go, so I wasn't exactly sure how to sell it.

6) Abby's play got in, mine didn't. I worked for weeks on that play. I know other people did too, but still, I felt it would be the one thing I might actually get to succeed in accomplishing while here in Australia. At this point our days switched (hers went from bad to good, mine from good to bad).

5) I left the theater to go prepare the security guards for the arrival of my friends from off campus who would be coming to see the show tonight. (During some point, my leaving of the theater caused me to miss out on the fun of the theater's new ambulance.)

4) I went on Facebook and the first status update I saw was about the big twist at the end of last night's Lost which I was just about to watch.

3) I received a call from my off-campus friends saying they wouldn't be able to visit me tonight.

2) I was completely drained emotionally and had no desire to do the show, but I did it anyway. Hopefully no one noticed. (During some point, people threw away my dinner and drink that I had put in the theater fridge, so I was tired from hunger as well.)

1) After the show let out, I hoped to see my friends from on campus, who had also told me they'd be coming tonight. No one showed. Everyone else's friends came and went to hang out with them at U-Bar. I decided today was bad enough to not get U-Bar involved.

I picked the worst/best day to wear my "it sucks to be me" shirt.