The Last Night of April Vacation

April Vacation passed in a blur and before I knew it, I found myself late Sunday night seriously starting to freak out about having to encounter the general population of my high school again.  I also found myself freaking out because we had to hot water or gas and I had to somehow get clean and wash my hair.  Which I had not been able to do for the last four days.  I wasn't that concerned considering that my mother and I had lived for about a year without heat or hot water.  But we'd had an electric stove.  In this apartment we had a gas one.  Around 11 o'clock I found a hotplate from the basement and it was just before two that I realized it really did not work. My plan to boil water and pour it into the bathtub defeated, I brought in a space heater and turn the bathroom into a mini sauna, so that I would be able to get into the cold water just to cool off.  In theory this seemed like it was going to work but in actuality it was a horrible experience for multiple reasons but also because just as I had gotten in the bathtub I noticed a GIGANTIC spider making its way down the wall.  At that instant, some sort of flying thing appeared to come out of the heater and started hurling itself at the light. In about four inches of 50 degree water I struggled to wash my hair, while keeping one eye on the giant spider and another on the flying beetle (I think).  I remember dunking my head under the water hurriedly and then emerging to realize that the beetle thing was gone.  I searched the murky water.  Then I realized that the beetle was the least of my problems.  I got out of the tub as soon as possible then realized I hadn't washed my face. I was not getting back in there, so I had to wash in the cold water from the sink.  It was after three am before I finally got to go to bed.  Then I had to read something to distract myself to fall asleep.  But I got really caught up in it and so I ended up going to bed at 4:30 to be woken up by the sounds of my mother yelling at my as she burst in my door at 6:47, screaming, "Your gonna be late!"
Needless to say, my day from that point forward did not go very well.