The forces of the world is against me. I don't need anyone to stuff my day up, i've got myself to stuff me up. My own worse enemy.
Not a good day for white tops, not a good day for anything. Too bad i didn't know so this morning; eluded that the tram waited for me and that i woke up early(but was late for class anyway).
Splased tiny dots of Har Mee soup on my top during lunch...figured, 'stuff it', i could still walk out in public.
Whaddaya know, i got "rained" on by dirty water walking along the road. So much for a white top today. And i've got green highlighter marks on my hand and the interior of my school bag.
It's a wonder how i made it home without getting "almost" run over but 4 wheel drives.
The only place that is safe on such a miserable day is bed. I am not budging.
Nu-uh.