worst day documented in the history of Kendall's life

9:00pm dismiss students and await the phonecall from Luis to accompany me on my scary walk home
9:15pm petty argument with Luis and end up concluding conversation before safely home
9:30pm receive invite to go party with some gringos...look in wallet, have no money to spend on a good time
----alarm 7:00am----------
7-7:30am debate whether to go to spanish class or not
7:45am await taxi outside of house, 20 minutes pass and I realize one is not coming
8:05-8:30 (class started at 8am) walk down the hill and wait for a city bus
8:30-8:40 dropped off in unfamiliar location....lost. Must take taxi which can bring me directly to my location
8:45-8:45:30 in a rush to get to the classroom I run up the stairs and attempt to scurry to the next flight and my foot catches a lip of the cement and I hit the pavement HARD. My pants rip at the knee and blood is pouring out of my big toe which has split down the center. I have no kleenex in my bag..mind you I have used it all at the house to use the toilet because my roommates have begun hoarding their own rolls of toilet paper in their rooms, leaving me to fend for myself.
8:50-9:30 I make it to class, my shoe covered in blood and dripping on the floor. A girl offers me a tissue and I wrap my toe. Class is dismissed and I realize my foot has become so incredibly tender that any amount of wait on it sends pain through my whole body
9:45 I limp to the bus stop where I jump on a bus heading towards my direction. Awaiting where I need to jump off, I press the button for the busdrive to stop when I see my stop in site. He rolls on..pass my stop...passed another..and atlast he notices the light on and stops at the third.
9:45-10:30 I walk home with my bloody broken toe some 2 or 3 miles.
10:30 arrive at home thrilled to eat breakfast...heat the hot water and begin spooning the instant coffee into my cup. i open the sugar canister and one spoon, two spoon. I can hardly wait. Zip...PFFFFT! Its salt. one of my lil shit roommates put salt in the fricken sugar container
11:00 decide to take a shower, clean up my toe and lay down for a bit
11:01 receive a phonecall from Ciee that I need to meet with their president to discuss the recent occurence which happened at my unversity. They inform me of their dissapointment in how I handled the situation and regret me not asking them for more help.
11:15 atlast I weep. Searching for condolence I check my email for words from someone who loves me
11:16 read an email from my mom that my loan payment is overdue
11:20-4:00 lay in bed, wide awake. can't move my foot. stomach pains of hunger. body aching of stress. head spinning from drama. and I wonder if I dare step out of bed ever again