What A Lousy Stinking Weekend.

God, I knew, I knew something would go awry. Why did I bother even finding my ski pants? Damn it all to Hell. Anyway, yeah, sorry, I'm just griping because we didn't go skiing today. I should have known something would have thrown a wrench in the works, why why why did I get my hopes up.
I hate to gripe, but honestly, this has been a rotten weekend. I don't feel rested, my step mother is a bitch, I didn't get to ski, I lost at bowling, my mom is also being rather bitchy, and I just feel like yelling and telling the world to shut up and stop bloody nagging me!!!
Okay, I'm done now.
Remedy for a bad mood: eating this entire box of chocolate and listening to loud, angry music.

Musical Quote of the Day

"Jimmy died today
He blew his brains out into the bay
In the state of mind
Is my own private suicide"

-Green Day CD: American Idiot Track: 12 part 1 Title: Homecoming: The Death of St Jimmy

Okay, I feel much better now. *eats Hershey bar*