So today is indeed my 22nd birthday. I even woke up all hopeful and bright, especially with the gift today of lovely gloomy weather I really do love. I am now officially a year older. I feel better now after an hour had passed, but earlier today I just really want(ed) to go home and cry. Or just take a couple of large sleeping pills and waste the day in a blissful perpetual slumber.
I fear I may have been cursed my whole entire life since the moment of birth.
I got a speeding ticket this morning trying to get to work. Location: just a block from work. Congratulations to me for being the most unlucky person in the world. Really, go me. I feel like I shouldn't go out anymore because I seem to get punished everytime I do. (This weekend was great, this morning right before the ticket I had even been feeling horribly guilty and shitty for my acts of enjoyment over this past weekend. Looks like the universe once again stepped in and did its deed to preserve my stature as the one who has the least chance in survival) This is why I can't seem to find the resources or faith to actually believe in God. Cheers.
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