Huonoja päiviä vain pahenee.

They say that if even on your worst days you can still smile, then you are doing well. Judging by the way today has gone, and the fact I still managed somehow to be polite and not bite anybody's heads off, I will presume I've done well.

The day was already destroyed by the season being Spring, so it was never going to be the greatest day, on top of that, I actually had to go to school. At school, it was the usual, which usually I can cope with, but today I was having an off day from a slight lack of sleep and lack of motivation, and finding out that my Friday timetable has changed so that I lose 4 business lessons a fortnight which leaves me with 9 instead of 13 I think. Big blow, especially since it's replaced with English, which is one of two courses I have actually finished while business is one of the 3 I haven't. This basically ruined the day for me, especially since it is a Friday and I had to go to English and I hate English.

Then on top of this, it was 'wear purple to support prevention of suicide related to gay bullying' day, and my best friend decided to have a nice rant about 'why not just have a prevention of suicide caused by bullying day' which I don't agree with because I think you can't tackle problems without tackling the individual causes. So that just, as usual with her voicing her opinions and shutting mine down, made me spend the entire of maths actually doing maths (not that I should complain since I was supposed to be doing maths anyway.)

Then we had English, of course spending any time doing English is going to ruin my mood, but failing the modules section of my exam made it a little worse.


Of course, then I got to spend my lovely lunch in an awesome mood with my friend who will continue to make me want to slap them when I am in a bad mood, and then do stupid inconsiderate shit constantly without thinking, just to make me feel great about myself. So I went home, because it was the end of my day and I just couldn't be bothered to deal with anyone else's crap.


Now that I'm home, I've had a nice fight with my mum about the ingredients of a white sauce recipe. Which was caused by her not listening to my instructions and her own ignorance and belief in her non-existent cooking abilities, even though she's a trained cook.

So my day just keeps getting better. On top of this, she tells me she is going away for 4 nights and that I, at the age of 18, need to get someone to stay with me because I can't stay home alone apparently. Which really annoyed me since I fully intend on moving out within the next 5 months.


So that concludes my day, and I suppose I should finish with something insightful or brilliant, so here goes: if you can't manage to get through the tough days in life, you don't deserve to have the easy days. But don't take life too seriously, nobody gets out in the end anyway.