DISCLAIMER: don't read if you're depressed
sheesh. another shitty day. oh wait, shitty weekend + monday.
last saturday, hmm. something bad happened. maa, maybe not really bad (only the future can tell if it's right all along) but it's definitely something that troubled me and made me cry for several hours. and of course, i'm also thinking about shifting to there's just a lot of things on my mind and what happened kind of made me crack... a bit.
sunday was pretty useless. didn't do anything productive as well. i'm still a bit burned out due to saturday's events and i was just in bed the whole day, waiting for the roof to fall or the bed to eat me. nah, kidding. but i was pretty zoned out and the worse part is, mum and i had another row cause i snapped and shouted at her and we had a fight (oh yeah, i already mentioned that) and she was so mad that she asked me to do my own laundry and i did! just imagine me washing my clothes at ten at night. *sigh* and my phone was confiscated too.
i woke up late the next day, of course. i missed my ride to school and i even had leg cramps and dislocated joints or whatever (i blame doing the laundry the night before)
however, i just sighed and commuted to school and i almost got ran over by a bus in welcome rotonda but i sighed yet again and boarded on an fx to philcoa. i arrived in UP around ten and i didn't have a hard time reeling my film --- but lo and behold!!! the pictures i took were crappy! guess why! because i got the logic of the use of the aperture all backwards!!! and why? maybe because i was zoned out when i took the pictures because something very troubling happened last saturday? hmmm... just a theory.
so, i told myself that i'll just have lunch first to cool down. guess what? ate siomai's missing. garr. and i spent the lunch hungry and dreaming about siomai.
after lunch, maa, i took pictures again (bought a new roll from kia and used ate ayrie's cam) and went back to the dark room around four. when i was finished developing the film, i discovered that i was alreadyout of photopaper.
i wanted to blow up the dark room around that time.
anyways i sighed a-gain and accepted my failure. literally. i was never late for a submission EVER in my life but i guess there's a first time for everything.
by the time the dark room was closing, i was extremely hungry so i waited in the pouring rain for either a toki or katip jeep but neither came for at least eight minutes and fifty-three seconds.
i sat in the front of the katip jeep that came and "unfortunately" the seat was wet. so yeah, my pants became wet. and when i got to SC, i ordered beef noodles at ersao and C2 apple. the beef noodles was hot (almost burned my tongue) but when i was trying to cool it down with the C2 apple, the C2 wouldn't open! the lid was stuck or something!!!
i wanted to blow up SC around that time.
when my tito finally texted me that he was parked outside, i came out, of course and got on the car. i told him that we needed to go to quiapo so i can buy a new set of photo paper so i could use something tomorrow. he said that it was extremely traffic at quiapo and since it was raining, going there would be suicide.
i sighed and really accepted my defeat.
suicide - something i feel like doing.
so there. i therefore conclude that god hates me. maa, maybe not but something close to that.
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