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Just when you thought everything was fine and dandy, reality bites you in the ass and gives you a helluva wake-up call.

Nothing is certain in this world.

Here's a question. Where do you draw the line between being nice, and being taken advantage of?

It's been a lousy day, and I'm so stressed and tense I could beat someone and still get no relief. Running around all freakin' day, only to come home to find that my "brilliant" housemate had left the stove on max and took off, AGAIN. I swear, if it were a gas stove, we'd be homeless by now.

Is it too much to ask for some kind of brain functionality here?!

Good news (the only good news) of the day is that I got my storytelling assignment out of the way. I have another one coming up in a couple of weeks though. Radio show was an impromptu one, filled with errors and crazy/silly/stupid chatterings the tired brain produced. I finished 15 minutes early and just played some music.

I am so not in a right frame of mind now.

Just grit your teeth and smile and say that everything's fine and hide in your room and cry and think and cry some more and hold tight to dreams no matter how much it hurts.

Currently listening to: Vertical Horizon's All of You
Current emotion: tense
Random observation: Bloodyfuckinghell.