[ WP ] You wake up only to find out you have gone back in time 1 year . The date is Dec 21st , 2015 . You alone know what 2016 has in store for the world and you alone have been chosen to change it for the better ... or worse .

`` I've been thinking too much, I've been thinking too much, help me, I've been thinking too much'' My cell phone blaring the song, fuck it is way too damn early I turn off my alarm I glance at the phone 7 am I did n't plan that shit so i go back to bed. The night before I almost got fired at the Christmas party for getting to drunk and venting at my frustration over the whole year, i had just started working there during the summer. I fortunately left before things escalated to me being fired, which was surreal as my mind and body took over and I passed out in my bed after calling an Uber. 
 
 My cell phone again vibrates like a madman and I look its from Deb... I think to myself Deb? Deb from my old job? I shake my head and wake from my half sleep to realize that I'm holding my old phone. WTF? I thought then I answer the call. `` Hey where are you? is everything alright?'' `` I'm sorry'' I respond `` well are you coming in today'' `` I do n't work for you anymore'' I tell her, `` do n't fuck with me, we need you, are you sick, what's going on?'' her voice escalating, I look around as the sun revealed my surroundings, I'm back at my flat where me and my roommates lived. I feel as if I'm in a dream and I lie that I'm sick over the phone by fake coughing and exxagerated breathing `` you had me scared for a minute, next time call if you're not feeling well, Holidays are here so everyone's gone can you come in tomorrow? `` `` yeah sure i say'' wiping my eyes and sitting up. 
 `` okay great, feel better'' *click*, I'm in disbelief I had n't worked there for a year but I realize that I was n't dreaming after I walked around my old flat. I peeked into my roommates rooms sure enough they were there sleeping. What the actual fuck, I thought. I turned on my CPU which and at this point I remembered my old surroundings and got quickly accustomed to them again. I look at google news and its given me articles of the election Primaries. I scroll my mouse to the bottom right to see the date. Dec. 21, 2015. I look at all the musicians who had passed, still alive and touring. I'm in the past? I go to HuffPo site to reconfirm my conclusion, yep Trump is still in the entertainment section. 
 
 I'm seriously bugging out, if this is 2015 I should have a stash hidden somewhere as I look in my caved out textbook, sure enough, weed. I smoke it outside as I was super tense trying to make sense of it all and roommates do n't like the smell of it in the house. I think I finally have a grasp of whats going on but its just `` high'' thoughts as i could n't grasp a concrete conclusion. I go back to bed as the roommates are getting up. This is n't reality, burying my face into the pillow trying to go back to sleep or timeline, *I do n't want to relive all that shit all over again'' as tears and sweat dampen the pillow.
