Die, Via, You Bitch!: My Day in Point Form

1. Wake up.
2. Take dreadful, dreadful pictures of myself in an effort to renew my ISIC card.
3. Realize I look like post-child star period Corey Haim.
4. Go to orthodontist, find out that my stubborn gap is still there after 4.25 years.
5. Consider calling my orthodontist a money grubbing quack.
6. Reconsider when I realize he has his hands on some very sharp metal equipment that happens to be near my mouth.
7. Go to train station to catch train to Montreal.
8. Train will be half an hour late.
9. Train will be forty-five minutes late.
10. Train will be one hour late.
11. Go with parents to the Bookshelf to check over the books.
12. Return. Train is still late, but they are holding the connection in Toronto.
13. Get on train.
14. Find out, twenty minutes before Toronto, that the have had to let the connecting train go. We will be accomadated on the 3:10 train.
15. It is about 11:40.
16. Told we must go to the information booth to change our tickets.
17. Find the information booth.
18. Ticket is now for 3:10. Via promises half-off the next ticket and gives me a free voucher to Harvey's.
19. I already ate lunch.
20. Phone parents to tell them I've been delayed.
21. Find out i left my keys at home.
22. Cry, rend garments, etc.
23. Have brainwave: "Hey, since I'm not leaving until 3:10, could my dad possibly drive the keys up here? It should only take about an hour and a bit, and I have... four."
24. Father has already mailed the keys to me.
25. Storm off to berate myself for my stupidity.
26. Handle breaks off my luggage.
27. Why?
28. It takes five minutes to shove the handle back in the suitcase.
29. Now I can't roll my heaviest suitcase.
30. I have four bags to deal with.
31. I only came down with two for Christmas- where did the others come from? Is my overindulgent Western lifestyle finally kicking me in the ass?
32. Ignore philosophical quandry. Choke down overcooked Harvey's grilled chicken sandwich to spite Via.
33. Wish I had gone with the hamburger instead.
34. With all of my bags, knock my French fries everywhere.
35. Brush the french fries off my shirt back into the cup.
36. Get on train.
37. Arrive in Montreal around eight or something. Constantly looking at my watch began to depress me.
38. Struggle with bags up the stairs.
39. Am hugged by my beloved roommate, Katie.
40. I love my roommate.
41. Receive footie pyjamas.
42. Have only kielbasa in return.
43. Hooray for Katie!