Bloody hell. What a day. First, I forgot my umbrella, and just as soon as I got to uni there was a torrential 5 minute downpour which saw me soaked from head to toe. It's been 6 hours since and I'm still wet. To top it all off, I lost my mobile phone on the way home, either on a bus or into the Sydney drainage system (there was a monster, fast moving puddle that I had to jump across- it could have fallen out of my pocket then). Hopefully I can get my phone back- it's been an hour or so since I lost it and its still ringing, which is great, because despite that phone being the Didier Drogba of phones I doubt it could survive getting dunked into thousands of litres of water, which means it's most likely still on the bus and has hopefully been found by the driver and turned in to lost/found. Edit: The phones either off or Didier has finally had enough and died in the Tasman Sea/been eaten by a fish. Fuck you, life.