MOTTO OF THE DAY: The only thing that made me not kill myself tonight: You.
Four grey walls, and four grey towes,
Overlook a space of flowers,
And the silent isle imbowers,
The Lady of Shalott.
Just got home from Abba Mania. And i think it ruined my life.
1. Went to the Esplanade with the family. It was okay, we made fun of all the stupid old women dancing.
2. All i hated at that point was the fact that they took away my phone. No literally, but they took away reception which is basically the same thing.
3. After intermission, everything upset me. The woman behind me, kicked my head, and didn't apologise until two minutes later when i said, "Ow."
4. Worst thing ever. I realised that the woman in front of me, to my left, was like this total Ms___ lookalike. That's when i began to feel uncomfortable and realise all those stupid bloody old women look like someone i know. She made me feel so, i don't know what. But, i know so irritated. SHE ruined my life.
5. Even worse. Her 'friend' next to her, was, i think, her lesbian partner or something. She kept holding her at her waist. Mygod, i felt so sick then. I just felt like running out of the theatre.
You may think it's funny, but i don't think so.
Because after that, i just, couldn't talk.
I have no idea why, I just couldn't.
I felt so damned depressed after that.
It's like i have this phobia or something, which is stupid.
But, sometimes, it doesn't feel stupid.
Ah, whatever.
I hate life, and this has been one of the worst days of my life.

My new $7 Mousepad.