Dear Journal,

I was afraid this would happen and I swear I must have the worst luck when it comes to clothes or something. I can’t tell if it’s just some sort of seasonal thing of the year or maybe some sort of alignment with planets for this to happen to me again. I can only guess that yesterday people must’ve missed in taking pictures of me because I was very relieved to know that I didn’t appear in the university’s newspaper which is delivered almost every morning.

Today was just another disaster waiting to happen as I mentioned yesterday. All that was left was my school tour guide uniform that I had bought some time ago during my first year here. It was a mistake in buying it at first because I went along with my old size numbers instead of my current ones but I didn’t realize this until a year later. Anyways I hadn’t worn it in two years but I hoped that maybe it would fit just right in it. All it was is just a simple white buttoned blouse with blue jean shorts. It was an easy elective I chose from the start since it was fairly easy to gain a grade in and this year it was no different but as luck would have it, my current uniform was in the pile of dirty laundry, which I was yet to deal with, so I was stuck with the old one and today was my elective class.

I wasted no time preparing and eating my breakfast and took a quick shower. As I stepped out and dried off, I opened the drawer to my dresser, finding my last bra and panties which were also the same size as my old clothes. They were in bright neon green color with blue hearts all over them. I had no choice and struggled a little in getting them on. The worst was trying to get into my blue jean shorts. I probably struggled in tugging at the waistband to fasten it while cursing almost every curse there was in the book. In my mind I honestly couldn’t believe that of all days I had to do this tour guide of the university to a bunch of parents and students that were planning to attend here. After some time I managed to get the button into the hole and pull on the zipper.

I looked myself in the mirror just before going out and what I saw, I didn’t like but had no choice. The blouse gapped somewhat between the buttons and just slightly, if one would stand at the right angle, one would see the waistband of my panties just peeking out of the waistband of my shorts. With a groan and sigh I just walked out the door and locked my apartment. I kept on looking down to make sure everything is okay but I realized that the waistband of my panties began to show itself even more. I didn’t dare to pull or tug at my shorts for fear that they would rip. I had to keep tugging the blouse down a little because it kept showing more of my tummy than it should. In fact, it shouldn’t at all but I guess growing a few inches more is the result of this inconvenience.

Half an hour later, I arrived at school and made my way towards the main office. Thankfully there was no one around just yet since I arrived early. I turned to a mirror that was wall to double check myself. At least the panties waistband was only partially visible and made it look as if it was part of the shorts but it was the gaping areas between the buttons that made me nervous. Since I couldn’t tuck in my blouse I decided to keep my paper tablet in front of me. I made sure my nametag was well placed, my pen, the signup papers, etc, everything here. From the mirror I saw that there were some people approaching quickly towards the office doors so I instantly turned and composed myself, ready to greet them. It seemed that some came from local high schools while others seem to come from either other states or other countries. A few were by themselves while many were along with their parents.

“Good afternoon everyone and welcome to Llama University,” I greeted to everyone. I swear I could feel some of those eyes at me, and I could even here some whispers in the crowd. With a nervous smile I went ahead and turned to open the door and begin the tour. We made our way towards the first set of classrooms and I said, “Our first stop here is the English department which has won several awards for it.” I opened the door to let them take a peek just to see what the room is like. They seemed to talk among each other and seemed satisfied. Hearing that they seemed okay with it, I moved on with the tour but as I turned, I didn’t notice that one of the loops where the belt goes on my jean shorts got caught on the door handle. By the time I noticed that it got caught, the button to my shorts popped off and the loop tore, leaving a button sized hole on my shorts and showing the tiny bow on my panties. I instantly covered it with my tablet and turned towards the hallway to lead them to the next hallway, acting as if nothing happened.

In my head I kept on screaming loud cursing words on what just happened but because of that tug on my shorts, I swear I could feel the seams starting to fray and pop. Maybe it was just my mind and nothing else had happened. I tried to ignore what happened but hearing the people snicker behind me was a little hard to ignore. Now instead of using the paper tablet to cover my gaping blouse, I used it to cover my shorts and for good reason. The zipper was losing the fight and I could feel the metal teeth breaking one by one. I tried to hold it but the thing decided to snap off and now there was no way for me to keep it up. Just bit by bit the zipper just seemed to fall apart from the strain and more of my panties came into view. For now I just decided to keep the tablet where it was and try to compose myself.

Once reaching the next hallway I turned to the group and said, “Okay and here we have the Technology Department where we have been involved in the creation of some of the rovers that were used to explore the surface of Mars’ moons Phobos and Deimos.” I allowed the group to go ahead and look inside in one of the rooms and poke at things. Most of the stuff that was in there was safe so there was no worry of one of them getting harmed. I don’t know who it was but someone pinched me from behind and I jumped from it. I instantly knew it to be a big mistake because apparently my bra couldn’t stand the physics from my breasts from that startled jump. The clasp on the back instantly broke along with the two straps. I could hear the button between my breasts starting to strain from the sudden increase in pressure against it. Thankfully the bra stayed in place due to the shirt holding it against me. Some of the people turned when I let out a small curse word, which wasn’t even loud but I tried to look around to see who was the guy who to pinched me.

There were too many guys in the group and most of them were staring wondering what my problem and I turned once again. Then I felt something pop around my shorts. I kinda looked down while keeping the tablet there to keep others from seeing and what I saw made me even more nervous. The entire zipper was now useless and open. Plus the seam on the end of the zipper was starting to give and more of my panties were revealed. I knew I had to change clothes quickly so I reached into my pocket for my cellphone. Then I realized something… I forgot I left my cellphone back at my apartment to avoid putting more strain on my shorts. My second choice was to head back towards the office or the library to use the phone to call on a friend to bring me clothes.

I began to slowly move towards the door to make a quiet exit once everyone was back to poking around the room. Finally I made it out the door and began my way towards the library but I guess I’m just doomed to make mistakes because the office was closer and instead I went the other way. As I continued to walk, I felt the seam popping a few more times so I tried to walk faster. I cursed to myself when I suddenly felt more of the seam give. Frantically I pulled on the shorts where the zipper once was and tried to keep it closed but it was no good. Just when I thought this couldn’t get any worse, the buttons on my shirt decided they had enough and gave, breaking in half and snapping off somewhere down the hallway. My bra fell to the floor instantly and I tried to reach it. Being embarrassed and panicky, I couldn’t think straight and my shorts instantly gave a sharp ripping sound from behind. The entire thing simply gave and fell apart in pieces. Trying to keep it together, my shirt ripped from the back in half and slipped off my shoulder.

Out of being desperate, I grabbed the keys from my clothes and left everything else there. A few people here and there down the hallways stared, laughed, or shouted to me thinking I was streaking. I could feel my body just burning hot from being seen once again in almost nothing. Just then I saw some security guards coming towards me from around the corner as I peeked. I instantly ditched towards the exit doors and jumped behind the thick bushes. I stayed still and be quiet as possible until I heard them pass by and continue to walk further away. I began to crawl through the bushes because I knew they went as far as not just around the campus but I hoped they would stretch close towards the apartments. Somewhere along the way, I felt something tugging on my panties and when I looked back, they somehow got caught within the thorny branches. I struggled in getting it unstuck but the panties being old, the frail thread easily ripped and came off. I was left with nothing and being stuck half way towards home, there was no way I would go out looking like this again. I had to wait for hours until everyone had gone home for the night but just in case, I waited until the midnight hours to be able to sneak my way back to my apartment. I think I’ll just call the university and tell them I fell ill and not go tomorrow.