Today was so sucky, I cried a couple times out of frustration. I just burst out bawling.
Mason wasn't able to hang out with me on IMVU for more than 15 minutes since the ceiling fan broke off and fell to the floor. The SGTs had to kick out him and his roomies from that room and place them in a different room so they could put up another fan. Mason and his pals left their stuff in the previous room. The SGTs told them to grab things they needed for tomorrow - that was it.
Not only was that a happiness breaker, but also the fact that my mom is on another stupid business trip. She's in Florida right now. She won't be home until Wednesday... And you know how my dad gets when he doesn't have my mother home...
I'm like a walking tumor. I have 99 problems but a program ain't one... That program is called IMVU. Though I'm practically Loner Status 70% of the time I hang out on the chat site, I still find things to keep my mind occupied instead of pondering why the Hell Mason hadn't texted me back yet.
Mason and I were just on a short phone call together. He fell asleep on me in 10 minutes because I wasn't talking to him. He pissed me off the first few minutes of the conversation... I was ranting to him how crappy my day was and how I felt and he goes ahead and tells a JOKE! Talk about bravery... The dude was looking for a Payton Eruption... I didn't give him one, though. I just said, "You really want to throw out a joke right now?" After he explained he was trying to lighten up the mood (in which, he didn't do successfully), I informed him to never joke around while I'm upset.
You would think it's common sense to not joke around when somebody is upset. It's like telling death jokes during a funeral... You just don't do that.
Unless you want to be dead yourself.
But that's only me... Or is it?
Anyway... Whatever... I've been dealing with so many unfortunate events, I don't even know what emotion to accept anymore. Should I be mad at Mason that he was trying to heighten my spirits with a joke though I was angrier than an Irishman being told he couldn't drink? Or should I calmly tell myself that there is a new day ahead and I should look forward to that?
Or should I say F it and go to bed?
That sounds more reasonable than all the other ones.
Goodnight, cruel world.
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