DISCLAIMER:
you're about to read of a rather abnormally depressing day, with a lot of whining sandwiched in between.
Let's start it off with a FML.
No, i dont mean it that much cause i know i still have plenty to be grateful about.
It's just that yesterday was one of those really horrid days when it reaches the sleeping hour,
and im like whew finally the day is about to be over and then some idiot goes like
"HAH, so you think. Wait till you hear this."
& im just like.... ARE YOU SERIOUS.
It started when i finally felt like riding the bike for a breather by the park.
and then almost immediately, it started thundering, and pouring.
yeahp.
And then i realised that rugby and dance practices are clashing,
and we cant go USS tomorrow when we have postponed it for the longest time ever to tomorrow,
but we cant go on other days too cause the weather forecast says it will rain the ENTIRE freaking MONTH.
im so sad.
anyway, by this point it was past midnight, and im like fml, im going to sleep.
my whatsapp decided to stop working.
and guess who couldnt sleep till 3am.
i spent the 3 hours trying to count my blessings but yeah i still end up with...
im learning okay.
spare me for the day.
I woke up this morning,
feeling like i should be way more grateful than i've been.
hey at least i made my whatsapp work.
Basically, im just really confused.
We all need a break sometimes.
and so i made an oreo chocolate milkshake.
which tasted pretty good until it gave me a sore thorat.
but im not complaining.
i liked it.
Just thinking about LIFE.
Milkshakes should not be accompanied with worries.
hahahahah.
daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaamn,
yesterday was that bad huh.
note to self: IT'S A BAD DAY NOT A BAD LIFE. pull yourself together, read warm bodies and watch himym. and practice your piano pieces.
and quit whining at joel :(
