FUCKING MONDAYS
Today....fucking.....sucked. >X[
My lunch tickets are GONE, disappeared in a whift of smoke from my locker.
The stupid fucking orchestra show is on thursday, so my anniversary is ruined.
And to top it all off....
MY FUCKING MP3 PLAYER BROKE. NO. NOT BROKE. EXPLODED.
Fucking thing fell, hit the ground and exploded like a fucking frag grenade. Oh gee I'm sorry I didn't realize a 200 dollar piece of equipment would be made out of legos.
>=[
Welcome to the new week.
EDIT.
Just when this day couldnt get any worse, I find out via yana's journal about a certain someone else who is going to the crue show. Great.
My lunch tickets are GONE, disappeared in a whift of smoke from my locker.
The stupid fucking orchestra show is on thursday, so my anniversary is ruined.
And to top it all off....
MY FUCKING MP3 PLAYER BROKE. NO. NOT BROKE. EXPLODED.
Fucking thing fell, hit the ground and exploded like a fucking frag grenade. Oh gee I'm sorry I didn't realize a 200 dollar piece of equipment would be made out of legos.
>=[
Welcome to the new week.
EDIT.
Just when this day couldnt get any worse, I find out via yana's journal about a certain someone else who is going to the crue show. Great.