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A day in pissed off proportions:

So i didn't find out about this stupid storm problem till it was 2 in the afternoon, where the announcements, blabbered about a tornado warning, and she sounded scared on the speakers. Anyhow i didn't have to worry because i was in the computer room no windows and no areas that could easily be broken. Thensome when these two girls were laughing at the announcer, somehow lights flickered on and off.

"WTF.. was that, anyhow back to business" Girl 1 said.
I sat angrily because i couldn't stand their incessant blabbering so then the computers kept on coming on and off.
"Oh my god, now I'm scared" Girl 2 screamed.
"Wow this is for real huh?" Girl 1 replied.
"Oh shut up, dang let me do my work" I thought.
So then halfway through the class with the repeated announcements, people kept on checking the Internet for weather reports and some were working on stuff again that they forgot to save including me. The worst thing that could have happened for them was a blackout some screams were erupting and i just grunted, class was over a few minutes later and i went on my way home.

To no surprise the outside was filled with tree branches and motorcycles fell down from the parking lot which i thought was hilarious, i called Mark and told him about this.
"MAN! what's up, you saw the storm" I told him.
"Yeah, MAN! looks like Ryan did a number on the state today, MAN! what's happening over there?" He asked.
I told him about the wreckage on the campus floors, he laughed till his pants fell off. Ryan basically is this kid we make fun of because he was a meanie like Curtis jr. and that if his bladder exploded it would turn into rain, i know how mean of us but we were random about it. Anyways before i get off topic i start to drive home but the simplest route towards Morton Grove had been sealed off, thanks to the cops. Forcing me to go further away from my house. Then that's when i got pissed off.

While i tried going home this huge Minivan blocks the road and travels so slow i couldn't see the intersection signs, i called my parents for help on how to get home i had a low battery on my phone so i called my mom as fast as i can.
"Where are you" She asked.
"I'm lost and in a roundabout and on Rand Road now how do i go home" I wondered
"Just go straight and you'll be home in no time try not to worry" She told me.
I turned off the phone to save the battery, and this journey wasn't easy as Rush hour came about. Horns


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