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Thursday, December 13, 2007

Erg...



Can't shake the feeling that something is utterly, terribly wrong somewhere. You can say it's like 'can't shake the feel of impending doom in the future.' it's like that and it FUCKING sucks. I didn't really do anything today except miss out on poster painting and those 2 points [that makes 5 points and which I'll never get back..D:] if that's what the feeling is for then "fuck I'm so screwed... -____-" I really hate this feeling it's like you're staring at a painting at a museum and it's freaking crooked but you can't do anything about it because you can't touch... but use that irritation multiply it by ten and add ten pounds of 'impending doom' feeling to it.. ( - 3-" ). And because I missed out is because I had to get my transcript that my fucking GLC told me to reget ALL the way in Fullerton that bastard... then along the way we got FUCKING lost or something because we ended up at Cal State instead and father and I bickered at the admins. desk until finally I screamed that we're at the wrong school, the admins. people took a look at my id card and told me that I was right we were to drive a little more south to the community college. It was driving in circles all over again -_____-. Then we went book searching whcih took another 3 hours because every single fucking book store was either sold out or closed down due to 'lack of business'; lack of business my ass. I swear if I didn't want to be an 'A' student I would've given my English teacher a piece of my effing mind! We finally made it back to DB exhausted and moody... my patience was tested today and it was stretched pretty thin... Then went to Super H Market and I swear it's like EVERYBODY got a job there or something.. I knew it was going to happen.. the first chance they get ._."

I figured out why I had been having those bad feelings... If there is a God out there, I'm praying hard and you better be listening.

I wish my relationship is based on arguments, wrench throwing, swear words being thrown at each other, and little kisses that makes everything all right again. I can't believe I'm jealous of a fictional relationship...

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