Bizarre Tragedy.

Today began in the worst possible manner - halfway on my journey to school I realised after close inspection that my cat had actually pissed on my ebase bag, I shit you not, which perfectly explained why people were occasionally staring at me with a very quizzical expression on their faces on the train. Firstly I felt disgusted with myself because I am carrying a bag partially soaked in cat's pee in public. Then came embarrassment because I have a 0-2% sense of smell and only could detect it after FEELING IT MYSELF, which means it must've been a hundred times worse for the people around me. So I made my way back home with all sorts of multi-language expletives in my head.

Usually I'd make a big joke out of this and trust me my head is just bursting to think about the ways of making fun of myself with this epic story, but today all I could think of was how stupid I must've been, and how stupid people must've thought of me. Also I've been walking around with a limp past couple of days, so basically I am nothing more than a clueless, bodily awkward girl with bad hygiene.

And today I skipped school for the second time, yesterday for the visit to the doctor, to get x-rayed and my medication, today simply because I didn't feel like dealing with the world and would rather sit in my room to go through all of my personal disappointments this week. Why can't I be stronger?

In case you're wondering, no I did not scream at my cat when I came home with the faintly smelly bag. I still love him because he's really old and won't understand if I were to scold him anyway, since the pee-ing incident probably happened a few days ago and he wouldn't have remembered, that senile pussy.

Haha senile pussy.

I hope things will get better because I don't like entertaining my head with all sorts of thoughts. If you were in here you'd understand.