This is really unfair. I've felt so crappy and depressed these last couple of weeks and last night I drew something that was kinda just me letting out my frustrations, and when I woke up, I felt so much better and happier. But nope, my day's already ruined and it's only 7:45. I mean, I thought I had work at 7 (which means getting up at 5:30 to get ready), but no, they changed the roster without telling me, so I was 2 hours early, and on the way home I dropped my phone onto the road and the screen is now rather badly cracked. Even yesterday I woke up with all the power out in the outlets and ended up panicking for an hour trying to fix it and being half an hour late for class. These things don't even seem that bad, and I would probably be able to handle them were I not feeling so horrible, but right now it seriously seems like everything is just stacked up against me. Seriously, it just feels like bad things keep happening to me. I don't even have anyone to talk to, since my mum's away in Thailand, my dad apparently doesn't think I'm worth the time of day and all my friends take me for some massive fucking joke. I just wanna curl up in my bed and never leave, but I can't even do that, since I have to go fix my makeup before work. You know what's not waterproof? My mascara. Fuck.
Listening to: The Cruel One- Gold Motel
Reading: Eva Luna
Watching: Mawaru Penguindrum