No music for three days

Once my mom took my iPod, my phone, my computer and everything else.
I was left with nothing but my books.
I love reading, don't get me wrong, but I didn't have any music.
My friends still make fun of me and let me tell you why.

Day 1: my friend picked me up and we walk to the bus stop.
"Good morning." He says.
"Fuck off!" I answer.
I was mean and abusive all day long.

Result: I'm pissed and tired.

Day 2: My friend picked me up once more to go to the bus stop.
"Morning." He flinches.
"Hi." I say.

Result: I'm depressed all day.

Now day 3 is the most interesting day.

Day 3: My friend picks me up again for the same reason he always does and I open the door.
"Good mor-" he tilts his head to the side.
"Why do you look drunk?"
"Pfffft silly. I don't drink. Wait no I do drink but I don't drink alcohol."
I almost fall down the stairs and dance my way to the bus stop.

I fell asleep 3 times during class and on our way home I walked into 3 garbage cans, 2 lampposts and I started singing dubstep.
Singing.
Dubstep.
You can't sing dubstep.

So when I got home my mom finally gave me back my music and I regained my sanity.