I spoke too soon!
I spoke too soon!
The week from hell decided to return in this new installment, where I suffer greatly. Of course I bitch and moan a lot even though it’s just a wee bit of things that happen, but still. So I woke up with the notion and faint hope that I will be having a better week and then I feel the right half of my mouth both numb and swollen. I look in to the mirror and scream.
I had this pimple, which was huge. I mean huge, it had four tips and was so bulging, it looked like a four leaf clover on my face and I had to go to school looking like that. Of course it burst sometime around the middle of school and now I have a crater on my skin, where that thing was. *Sigh* Sorry for the details.
Anyways I dashed through seventy pages through “THE GUILTY” by Jason Pinter and I counterattacked the bad mood, yeah for me and my strategies. However, when I came home after private literature tutoring, because of my upcoming exam, I turned from slightly irritated to pissed.
There was no electricity the whole day from 3pm to 7 pm and well it got dark fast and I couldn’t study, couldn’t write my blog and I planned a list of movies I watched, but nah, I have other things to attend to. It wasn’t an accident of course. It turned out that the neighbor, in whose house was the generator decided to shut it out as a sign of protest, because of her high electricity bills. Thus she left the whole street with no electricity. Of course the police came and we got the power back on.
Still I think that this is a bad, bad way to start a week. Seriously if this continues I stab myself to death so that I can go straight up there with a chainsaw and napalm and show them what happens when I’m pissed.
The End!