The walls start breathing, my mind's unweaving...

Nov 13, 2006 21:10

I was tagged, but I don't want to.

This was the weekend from hell.

Since Friday, I was denied for the India service trip, contracted what I believe to be an ear infection in both ears, worked a 12 hours shift, got in a fight with my boss, got a flat tire that I had to replace, got suspended from work for a week, spilled tea all over myself and my biochem book, took a biochem test that wasn't so hot, got back a physics test that wasn't my best, took a physics quiz with problems that I didn't know how to do, couldn't get an appointment in the health center, and broke the toaster.

Needless to say, I'm not doing so great.

I just don't see the point in fighting anymore, if my life always comes down to this type of mess.

And tomorrow I have to make 3 pies for Wednesdays Thanksgiving party. I will probably burn them

Well, since my head feels as if it is ready to explode, I'm going to bed, at 9, for the second night in a row.

And if anybody wants to do anything free this week, I'm free.
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