The weekend was quite bad, I must say. Oh and I officially declare that I'm the most reckless person that EVER, and I repeat that, EVER walked the planet. Yesterday, I happily cut off this bunch of my hair and now I look like some freaking alien with a bald patch. God, what is wrong with me? Oh and to make things worse, I cut my hand (Oh no, it's not like I'm suicidal or anything like that ... trust me, I'm totally happy-go-lucky. However, due to my clumsiness, I probably took away like half a decade of my own lifespan ... terrible, I know) Well, I went on a rampage 'cos I was intrigued by my sis' shaving blade thigny and happily shaved ... or should I be more detailed and say sloughed off a part of my skin. It was numb at first and then the pain started ... right, you don't want me to go into the details right now. You know, when I was young, my parents always told me to NEVER, EVER touch the hot iron. But did I listen to them? No, I was so intrigued by it and was wondering why in the freaking hell I was not allowed to touch it when its being used. So, I rebelled and the outcome? Me wailing hysterically 'cos my whole hand was red and I was in terrible pain. Oh and did I mention about the time when I tried to go down the flight of stairs on my bicycle? Damn, that day sucked. Oh and how about recently, when I was trying to do standing broad jump in the kitchen ... I got the wind knocked out of me. Oh and speaking of which, the five items. Firstly, I was not even CLOSE to being mentally perpared and then -BAM! It just hit me in the face that I had to do my five items ... 'cos usually its the first half of the class but ended up being the second last of the class. Damnit. Yeah so anyways, I practically ffailed most of them 'cos I was apparantly not doing it right. Damnit, seriously what's the big deal. Sheeeesh. Got totally pisssed ... I don't care anymore. I declare this: I can fail for all the bloody hell I care. I seriousseriously don't give a flying shit. It took off another five years of my life. Oh and great, I have work to do.. You know what, my life filled with lots of unecessary shits that I can't get rid of ... ahh, oh well, I just gotta do what I gotta do. Till next time.