Yesterday started out to be such a beautiful wonderful productive day. I had my taxes done and sent in all early, financial aid paper work was done, scholarship application info was finished, school projects completed and turned in, I got an A on my report, weather was warm. I was having a good hair day, got out of class early to have lunch with beau, got to look all happy and sunny in front of a gloomy person I really don’t like, and my little ivy plant started sprouting roots. Happy days.
Then there was the staying out late with the arguing and sniffles, then the little sleep, the tummy ache, neck ache, finding out that the A got on my report is worth hardly anything in respect to all F’s I’ve gotten on my lab reports and homework from skipped classes, the federal taxes that I did wrong and have to do again, the financial aid and state taxes that got screwed up because of said wrong doing and also need to be fucking done again, though I don’t know how. Then there’s next quarter that I don’t know how to pay for because I don’t have tax return income, the strep throat I might be having, the long day at work I have in an hour and the overall urge to stay at home for the next week or two locked in my room sleeping, crying, and writing to-do lists of things I’ll never get done.
To summarize-- basically everything that seemed great about the other day turned out to make trouble today.
Gawd, I’m in such a shifty bad beat-up pissed-off mood.
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