here comes the day where you feel the turn "f&*( my life" isn't enough describe the utter fury that you have directed towards all if not all factors of this day.i do have to say that spending three hours in intro to film and video was brutal. spending thirty minutes of that time talking bands with my newly-aquainted concert junkie of a partner was probably the highlight of my day.
from then on, i was running around trying to find a school newspaper that doesn't exist, a teacher to get an assignment where she was not at school nor was she answering my e-mails, trying to print out a waste of time yoga assignment that became just that, going home, supposed to meet up with a best friend about me living with her during the month of october ONE on ONE, where at the last minute... she invited her boyfriend. uncool. so i unplugged that trifecta situation of awkwardness before it need go any further. i then tried to print out my yoga assignment at home which after tears of anguish, it worked. i broomed my CARPETED BEDROOM because my mother wasn't answering her phone thus i could not ask for the location of the vacuum (after much research), told my dog repeatedly to stop barking... but to no avail. listened to daylight by matt & kim on repeat to the point where it became the annoying song in my head, contemplated if i was going to still attend a kanye west concert after the whole "taylor swift" bashing incident, and watched one tree hill in hopes of putting me in a better mood. exhibit a & b proving: fail.

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it;s times like these where the topic of loneliness come to mind. i find it quite exasperating. no one enjoys being lonely. i just find that the constant reminders of xxxpda people or people asking me as to WHY i am single as if i should explain as to why i haven't settled for an old flame who has the Holy Bible iPhone app (it explains itself) soul and spirit shattering. it just pains me to have to try and reschedule a get-together with someone that cannot seem to leave their significant other at the door. yes, sometimes it is welcome. but you know what? i became friends with my FRIEND first. not this {insert minor insult here} person who strolled in years later and has become your lap dog. nor should i be judged for having not found myself a chihuahua of a man that you use as a humping mechanism just as much as fido uses them. you know what? i'm a lab girl, thanks. and i shouldn't be judged if i'm still waiting at the pet shop.
horrible metaphor. but yes, ladies and gentleman. this is me being bitter.
i also do not need people cutting me off short in mid sentence or completely ignoring me when i am answering their question that is "when are you free?".
i knew i shouldn't have blogged today...
unfortunately yours,
mtb.
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