Entry Eight
Well at least today hasn't been nearly as bad as yesterday.
It's still not been great; I think I'm coming down with some sort of illness.
Hopefully it won't require another visit to the Healers. Three visits in two days would be pushing it, even for me, though I think my record number of visits in one day is five, but I really don't want to repeat that anytime soon, but I digress.
As far as yesterday, here's a list of everything that went wrong:
I overslept and got to my class twenty minutes late.
I disappointed Master Yoda.
Obi-Wan and Bruck got into a fight while I wasn't there and had to be sent to the Healers.
My vaccinations had to be updated. I had over a dozen needles in two hours.
I ate only a ration bar for lunch, the dining hall was closed for cleaning by the time I got back from the Healers, and my own cupboards needed restocking.
Snacking on nuts lead to a broken tooth. Required another visit to the Healers.
My laundry somehow ended up getting lost. There was no record of me having turned it in. Still haven't quite figured out what happened there, but until it's straightened out, all I have to wear is the same outfit I have on currently.
My front door malfunctioned and would only open half a meter, so I had to crawl under it to get in.
The missing laundry was finally recovered, but all the beige tunics are now pink, so I have to get new clothes.
I dropped my favorite tea mug and it shattered on my kitchen floor. To add insult to injury I got glass in my hand as I cleaned it up, but at least I was able to get it all out without another visit to the Healers. My own medkit in my apartment sufficed for this one.
Looking back on it, it still makes my head hurt looking at that list. I think I'm going to meditate for the rest of the evening and try and regain my calm and go to bed early.