I had a lucky day. Ignoring school because it's all a blur anyway (oh wait, I was asked if I've drank [is that the correct tense?]), I found 30¢; a quarter in the Orchestra room, and a nickel at public transportation. Yay!
30¢ richer.
My bro wasn't so lucky, apparently. But I won't go into the details there.
I can't remember anything else significant except--OH! I was 10 minutes late for my first class. The train was late. WAY late. At least three people were late to my first class alone. But the people in the main office made an announcement requesting that teachers "be lenient" toward the students just coming in, because they received notice that "several buses and trains" were late. Ha-ha~
You know, apparently in Latin America/Mexico (for the most part; Sra.'s from Mexico), the unlucky day is Tuesday the 13th. Also, Tuesday just emanates bad vibes all over. Don't get married on a Tuesday, and it's bad luck if you're born on a Tuesday.
...Darn; I was born on a Tuesday. [Note: Nope; 'twas a Wednesday]
Ummm...yeah. That's about it. How was your Friday the 13th?
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