It was a Monday which I already knew that day was not going to be great because Mondays never are. It was one of those days when you wake up late and have to get dressed, do your makeup, fix your hair, and brush your teeth all while you are driving. A day when you have a big chemistry test first period so you studied all night for that and neglected your other homework. So you tell yourself you will do the homework in another class during your free time. This day however only got worse, and nothing went as planned. But truthfully when do they. I looked at the clock and realized I had 7 minutes to get to school which I was at the Granada light so I had time to spare, I was only 5 minutes away. I could make it to this test I was so deeply dreading. Yet, when I went to press of the gas as the light turned green my car decided to stall. No big deal my car is older it happens frequently. But when I went to turn it on nothing came on. No lights, no noise, no hazard lights, nothing. I sat there ready to cry, people were honking their horns at me and yelling at me to move out of the middle of the road. I got out of my car and popped the hood like I was going to fix it but I knew nothing. A stranger approached my car to see what was wrong. We tried to jump it but nothing happened. The man did something to get it started and we pushed it into the plaza out of traffic, and I waited for my dads help in my dead car for about a hour. Once he arrived he fixed it on the spot thankfully. I returned to school extremely late without any of my homework done, and everyone, including my teachers, asking me if that car that was broken down in the middle of the road was me. For someone that does not get embarrassed, I was so embarrassed. It was one of those days.