Sometimes, people, you need to chill out. Settle. Freaking relax, already. Okay? Has that little concept gotten though your sickeningly thick little heads, yet? Chill out. Bad things happen as a result of not cooling it. My CD case just got broken. Sure, I'm upset about that, don't get me wrong. But I'm not going to start throwing a tantrum about it. It's not worth it. What is?
By now you're probably wondering what happened that gave me impulse to vent a little bit (even though this vent is strangely calm and well-mannered). Here's how it went down...
I was walking into the house, carrying my basketball shoes, an empty powerade bottle, and a compact disc. As soon as I step on the door frame, I'm getting yelled at to take off my shoes and leave them there inside the door (it was wet outside due to rain that had recently come to halt). I walk oh, maybe two feet into the room to set the bottle on the kitchen table and I'm being screamed at. Somehow, my CD case ends up broken, and I glare straight ahead as I walk up the steps and to my room so I can escape the insanity, raised voices behind me. Now, seriously. Overreaction?
Other than that, however my day was actually quite nice. School went smoothly, I aced a two or three quizzes, got some homework, and had to squeeze three people into a little booth seat at lunch (they're maybe the size of bus seats, maybe a bit longer, but not by much). On the bus this morning, I kept getting poked in the back of my head with a pencil, and every time I looked back, the guy ducked his head down beneath the seat, so I don't know who exactly it was. AND at some point, I bit my lip so now there's a bump that I keep licking and chewing on and stuff. On top of all that, I have El Cuerpo stuck in my head. All in all, not too bad of a day.
Current Music: El Cuerpo