
I was lying on the grass on Sunday morning of last week indulging in my self defeats. My mind was thugged, all laced and bugged, all twisted round and beat, uncomfortable three feet deep. Now the fuzzy stare from not being there on a confusing morning week impaired my tribal lunar-speak, and of course you can't become if you only say what you would have done, so i missed a million miles of fun.
What a best way to describe my previous week, just when you think things are starting to pick up, everything goes right down the drain… again. The whole set of unfortunate events started last Friday... and I don’t even remember how. Now that I think of it, I don’t remember much, only flashbacks of the most notorious incidents: my grandma broke her arm while no one was around, I had my first official car crash, I was charged a 67dll fine by Wells Fargo bank (the worst bank in the world!), one of the car tires got flat, I burned the handbrakes, I knocked down a water container in a near school carwash, I missed a 5:30 appointment to turn in some invoices(so my dad will get a 2,000dll payment delayed for about 2 week), I didn’t sleep an entire night for a homework I didn’t even turned is, I forgot to return a book to the library and got a huge fine for a 3 week delay, uncomfortable family, melodramatic friends... and those are only the things I can talk about! Never mind about the Space Shuttle Size McSecret!
I can’t wait to see what else goes wrong before the end of the week… I just want to move on already. Does anybody have gravy for the brain?
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