This week has not started off on a good note.
L showed up for a lecture at 9am Monday morning (her only class of the day) only to realise the lecture had been moved to Thursday and she'd gotten out of bed for nothing.
A managed to flood her bathroom while running a bath, and then slipped over, bruised her back and got all her clothes wet. It's been raining all week and she can't dry them.
J's computer got a virus and she had to get the hardrive wiped. Goodbye to the 30 GB of songs (that's over 6000) she had stored on there. For J, who's obsessed with music, this just might trigger a nervous breakdown.
H got told from her job, pushing shit around, that she wouldn't be getting anymore shifts unless she removed her nose piercing. H has had said piercing since she started abiut 6 months ago, why did they wait so long to tell her?
B and K? Who the hell knows?
It can't get any worse though...right?