Today is not my day. About halfway during the day at school, I was hit with a pang.

It started with this swollen headed former classmate of mine. He was at school visiting as he's on holiday. He came into OUR English class and yet again he shamelessly revealed his swollen head. Again he was being a smarty pants with words, his knowledge and his so-called wisdom about life.

Then that teacher who thinks he is oh so righteous tried to make me feel guilty about some school activities. Frankly, I couldn't care less about the activities.

Bastards. They must have felt good for ruining my day. I hadn't had enough sleep the night before and they just had to kill me today. What great people I have around me.

In the afternoon at home I was looking for something to drink or eat. I opened the bottom part of the fridge and then the top part when I was closing the bottom part. Then wham! My right hand was almost stuck in beetween the two doors but still the hand is a bit injured.