Someone has to be plotting against me, really?

After a horrible day yesterday, I woke up late because I thought it was Friday, only to realize it was Thursday and I missed my math class on a test day, fan-fucking-tastic. So I have to track the teacher down and end up taking the test at like 5 in the evening, which made me late for work; and i probably failed the test. So i go to Best Buy and see about the new phone I'm going to buy, and I talked about that yesterday, moving on. I go to purchase my new iPhone over the internet and the computer tells me my credit score isn't good enough. At this point I just want to kill someone. So now I have to go back to Best Buy to purchase the phone in the store, and she'll be there, and I'll have to talk to her, and I'm gonna feel like vomiting; and at the rate I'm going I probably will, all over her shirt ;-), I I'll have to keep that thought just to keep me from going insane.