Now, I know that I've been ranting and whining a lot for the past few days but let me just say that my prediction of having a really bad week was true. Coming from me that's a lot considering that I'm not a particularly superstitious person. But dammit! It's been three days and there's been nothing but shittiness in my life; not major shit, just the minor little ones that makes your day slightly worse than it already is. My mood these few days hasn't really been uplifting (I'm not always depressed you know) and they've been slightly on the down side. It's the kinda feeling where you just don't give a shit, and your mood can be best described as... being lukewarm (I hate lukewarm so that's how I would describe it). Neither very hot nor cold (the way I like it) and just warm enough to get under your skin but not enough to make you explode, you know that feeling?
Let's recap the day: Woke up as usual and was feeling a little energetic, which is great since I usually feel like crap first thing in the morning (anyone who knows me knows that I don't utter a single word unless I've had something to drink). I knew I was in for some shit today cuz I hadn't handed in my examination registration form. Fine, that I could deal with. But then they told me that I had to pay the RM10 fine over at the A&B which is on ground floor (Exam Dept.'s on the first) which is a total fucking waste of my time since my mom was waiting for me outside college to pick me up. Little irritated but it's my fault so that's alright, not very pissed off. Day went great, and this stupid incident just ruined it.
I was going to eat maggee mee and planning to watch 'One Piece', and the stupid fucking bowl spilled! All over the floor, a little on the keyboard, splattered all over my pants, and ruined about half an hour of my day just walking back and forth sweeping broken pieces of noodles and soaping the damn floor. *Insert swear word of choice here* Nope, it's longer than just plain 'fuck'. No, it's not motherfucking sonofabitch (I don't use that phrase often anyway) but it does have the word 'fucking' in it. Christ, why the hell am I rambling about swear words anyway? Okay, back to my shitty hour. Yeah, so I spent almost 45 minutes (if it's not 45 minutes then it felt like one friggin' hour). Oh, and did I also mention I had the college elevator door close in on my fucking head? Yeah, I just remembered. Fucking door, someone should just fix the damn thing, cuz the buttons don't work well. Seems like things just love to close in on my head. What, does my head have a sign on it saying 'Please slam on it, as if my IQ wasn't low enough already and you just need to make me more of a fucktard.'
So tell me, ain't it a crappy week? I just can't wait to see what happens tomorrow. Maybe I'll fall down a flight of stairs and break my neck... Nah, Lady Bad Luck would probably be saving the best for last. With the way things are going, I'll probably find a cockroach in my bed or even a fucking rat. Probably have both the roaches and the broken neck on the same fucking day. Dammit, I never believed in unlucky days, but this sure as hell is one unlucky half-week. Tomorrow... I'll maybe find out that the straight A's I got weren't real after all and that I actually got a B or something. Now that's a real depressing thought but it's something that's just frightening me. You see, I never expected an A, and I'm almost anticipating someone pulling the rug from under me. The feeling of having something that was too good to be true? Yeap, it's happening to me now. What if it was a printing error? Or that they had marked the wrong paper? Hopefully I break out of this myriad of bad luck soon. A series of unfortunate events, ha-ha. Why does it sound so much better than what it would actually feel like?
Jesus, I need to get a grip of myself, I'm sounding almost neurotic now and am just babbling a load of nonsense on my blog.
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11:06 PM
