Falling Slowly

Having a bleeping bad day. I waited 45 minutes for a goddamned parking lot in school. Where I bleeping have season parking. Kept losing lots to people who came later than me. Saw the perfect lot within seconds after I settled. Bleeping pissed off. Then after I park, some asshole stares at me parking when I am perfectly fine so I roll my eyes at the disgusting chauvinist. I am more manly than you, bleeper. Then after I finally reach rehearsal,I discover that I'm not needed and I bleeping needn't have to come to school at all since I have no classes today.

It all began last night when I had to bleep tell off a junior to get out of the goddamn lot if he didn't want to park, which he didn't. Bleeeeping moron. Then I had to do a thankless job that I wasn't even supposed to be involved in and be OCD about it. We finished at 0300+ and I had to send everybody home. When I go home I couldn't sleep, after sending messages you didn't care to reply. When I woke up in the morning after sleeping at practically 0600, I felt so bleeped up but then I ate the most bleeping awful lunch from the coffeeshop. On days like these, I wish I were rich so I wouldn't have to feel guilty for going out and eating what I feel like eating, which is usually expensive. (Bleep, I forgot to bring out my vouchers or go for Tonkichi day.) Then the bloody blinds man came early and I was scrambling. I bleeping hate people not being punctual. If you bleeping stipulate a time, you jolly well stick to it. Being early is not always good, especially not by one bleeping hour. After that, it only got worse. I felt so drained because of the terribly bleeping hot weather so I slept till just before I was to go to school to help out my friend. I even woke up to text my friend about whether I was still needed and what time it would end but didn't get an answer. I was too weak to go anywhere I, so I left as soon as I could muster the strength. Zoomed to school as bleeping fast as the bleeping idiots on the road will let me, narrowly avoiding an accident where I should have horned the bleep bastard. Then when I reached school I couldn't bleeping find a parking lot and then it was over by the time I got there--and the best he could offer was a "I just saw your message, I only just checked my phone." BLEEP YOU.
And the worst part is I bleeping miss you. I bleeping hate that I miss you, when you don't give a bleep about me. I just keep crying. And I can't tell anyone about, I can't talk to a single bleeping person. I can't.
Now I have no bleeping mood to prepare for tomorrow's tutorial. Bleep.

Going to buy loads of stuff from VS and ASOS to make myself feel better. Oh bleep, half of the things I want are out of stock. And oh bleep, spending over 60 bucks on bikinis is bleeping crazy.

Desperately trying to look at the bright side of things but it's so goddamn hard.


I must not cry in public
But I'm bleeping irritable