WARNING: Read at your own risk.

Nothing but rants ahead.

I'm feeling the beginnings of a sore throat coming on. Felt shitty for the past few days. All I wanna do as soon as class is over is to go home, shower then curl up into a ball to sleep. Words like 'infernal' and 'wretched' have been running through my mind ever since I got home today. Gosh, they even sound decidedly very British. 

Plus, the fact that baka Ana (the one and only insufferable, wretched laptop of mine) has been rebooting repeatedly for the past 36 hours is not helping my peace of mind. I was very much tempted to turn my thoughts of hurling it across the room into reality. Still tempted. That's how cranky I am at the moment.

Over the last three days: rapidly dwindling parking space, a nasty scratch on my car bumper made by some idiotic student driver, insufficient library materials for assignments, gloomy weather, flippant lecturers, seemingly vapid group mates who can't seem to decide on anything without me directing just compounded my grouchiness. Especially the fact that my car has a freaking 7-inches scratch on my back bumper. It's a wonder how I kept my sanity and still paid attention during lectures and tutorials.

If it wasn't for the fact that I have a library book and a folder full of my notes, I would have stood or walked in the rain much longer earlier in the evening. Maybe I should have done just that. Great, now I feel like throwing up. Ugh.

Self definitely has issues. RAWR!

PS: On second thought, this must be me PMS-ing. Double ugh.