To be honest, I'm not a lists kind of guy, so I'm writing the novelization of my day. Thing of it as a short story.

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It was nearing dawn in North-West Florida. The sun shone over the skyline as its rays penetrated the small gaps between leaves and moss, and the morning fog slowly began to form, creating an air of humid peace. The sun rose higher, and the fog evaporated.

On an unnamed street, the sun shone through the oh-so-conveniently placed window of The Great Panda's bedroom. The Great Panda, being as photosensitive as he is, saw the bright light even through closed eyes, and clenched them shut, hoping to catch a moments more of sleep. It was of no use, though - it was time to awaken. The Great Panda sat up in his bed the way a vampire rose out of his coffin and examined the room. The minuscule amount of sunlight entering the room was not enough to chase away the darkness of night, giving the room a surreal, twilit beauty. The Great Panda didn't acknowledge this as he was still half asleep and climbed out of bed.

As he walked through the hallway, The Great Panda realized that he was hungry. Listening to his primal urges, he lumbered into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. There was nothing but a box of fries from the previous morning. However, The Great Panda didn't mind, so he took the fries out of the refrigerator, dumped them into a bowl, and put them in the microwave to let them heat up for 30 seconds.

30... 29... 28... 27... This was taking too long. To pass the time and give himself something to drink while he ate the fries, The Great Panda filled a glass with water and poured in a single packet of Kool-Aid Singles. As he stirred, his fries were finished, and he happily consumed said fries.

Once he had finished, he retreated into the bathroom to urinate, brush his teeth, and apply antiperspirant and deodorant. He also moistened his rich, dark brown-red hair, dried it, combed it, and then shook it wildly to give it the "I could have really nice hair if I wanted to, but that's just it: I don't" look he had come to love.

After dressing himself in his usual attire of one of many dingy gray-brown-frost green T-shirts and one of many pairs of khaki pants, along with his only pair of shoes and a cheap necklace he won at a fair many years ago, he grabbed his quiet-colored bookbag (the kind with only one strap) and his keys and drove to school.

Upon his arrival, most everyone had reported in. Just as he walked through the front door, the morning bell rang. He began to walk towards his locker, but was interrupted when a message was blared over the intercom:

"All seniors report to the library."

The Great Panda, being a senior himself, was happy to oblige - anything to get away from Trigonometry, if only for a moment. The meeting was a usual one - something about graduation and class rings. Neither applied to The Great Panda, as he had already covered everything. So, he played Bejeweled! on his phone until everyone was dismissed. Then, it hit him like a brick: he was supposed to do the announcements today. He raced to the office just as the second morning bell rang and sat in the announcements chair. Once the principal had given him the okay, he began the announcements, although he added his own personal touches (e.g. yelling "WAKE UP, PEOPLE!"). Once he had completed his task, he went on to Trigonometry, where he received verbal accolades from his classmates.

Once school had ended, The Great Panda rejoiced - for seniors, this was the beginning of Senior Break Week. Starting from next week to the week after, no senior would have to report to class, though they were welcome to come if they felt like it. The Great Panda didn't intend on doing so. To celebrate this momentous occasion, he and his friends drove to his buddy, Ridge's house. While there, The Great Panda and his friends smoked, watched movies, and played video games until 9:30.

Upon the ending of The Great Panda's get together, he returned home and slept for an hour or two before waking up and posting what you just read.

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There's a hole in the world like a great black pit, and it's filled with people who are filled with ****.

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