I'm Exhausted

Today I woke up at 5AM, and my girlfriend drove me to the airport. I caught my flight, and when I landed in Vancouver, I got off the plane, walked 20ft to the other gate, and got right on my connecting flight (it was already boarding when I landed). Then, after that flight, I get to Kelowna, which is 2 hours away from where I live. My mom tells me she can't pick me up, so I take a shuttle to the greyhound station, and when I get there, the next bus to where I live arrives in 2 hours. I wait around the filthy bus station finishing up Professor Layton (because the wireless internet wouldn't work [and they made me pay for the password, and wouldn't give me a refund]). Bus comes, and I get on it and decide to watch 21 on my laptop. I get to where I live, and I have no way to get to my house. My brother is at work, so I decide I will ask him if I can take his keys and put my suitcases in his car. He says no, because he backed in and I couldn't get into the trunk (which is bullshit, I could have gotten in very easy, I saw his car) and when I asked if I could just put it on the back seat, he said no, 'someone will break in'. Yeah, someone is going to break into your shitbox car to steal a genirc bag of luggage in a small town of 10,000 people, where there is virtually no crime. I was so pissed. So, I have to walk home because I had no money for a cab. The fucking greyhound station is on the complete oposite side of town, which is a 15 minuite bike ride, all downhill. I didn't time myself, but it took a long time to get home because I was lugging luggage and it was all uphill. And to top it off, I looked like a fucking idiot dragging all this luggage through town. Also, the fastest way home was on a busy road that had no sidewalk, so I kept almost getting hit