My mouse is currently carking itself.
I just want to crawl under a rock and die..
(Ok, so the die part is a little over-exaggerated~just wanted to stick to the saying. But a nice year long coma wouldn't be out of the question.)
Instead, I'm on my way to Field Day- a music festival held every New Years Day in the land down under. Hopefully someone might allow me some Penthrox (happy gas) and that may aid in forgetting my troubles. I just need someone to buy my drinks.
I think I could cry at the drop of a hat though..I'm so over feeling like this..and feeling like nothing ever goes right for me..I've had enough..
I promise I will get out of this horrible pitiful mood tomorrow.
Wait.. I don't do promises.
Happy New Year by the way. X
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It sucks you feel this way. I hope it doesn't last long.
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