What could have been

Right now I was supposed to be sitting in my bed, in my re-arranged room. There was supposed to be a good vibe and a blossom tree stenciled onto the wall behind me. It would be warm, with the flickering candle the only source of light besides the glowing laptop. Instead, there was a harsh reality when i moved my bed this morning.
After intense motivation to finally clean up my room and remove various unnessities such as the microscope I had gotten for my birthday when I was about 10. Music pumping, the clean up was going well! I even vacuumed! Something I would normally risk doing for fear that I'd have to do the whole house afterwards. Anyway, back to the story. So, feeling light and boppy, much light the music my iPod was playing, I decided to move my bed into the centre of my room for a change. Big mistake, BIG! Not only did my room seem as minuscule as it actually was, but there was a patch of discoloured carpet. What. An. Understatement. It was black and damp and repulsive. It was mould. See,, this is one of those times where i regret having the room right next to the bathroom. Besides times when certain family members went for spontaneous showers at ridiculous times, it was relatively alright, until today.
My, this was supposed to be another rant however I am yet to get to the point!
Long story short, my room has been turned into a worksite and smells like the aromatic scent mold usually is. What was supposed to be a room with positive energy, now feels like a cheap hotel.

Instead of my original plan, I am now sitting on my fold out couch complaining to 'the world' about my shit day. Weeeew.

On a brighter note, my next post will be what my room was originally planned to look like and I shall disregard all of this and pretend like it never happened.

au revoir. xo

P.S Remember that avocado sandwich I mentioned? Well, my day was further spoilt when I decided to have one for breakfast this morning (around 4 in the afternoon..) and to my despair, we in fact have none as they were thrown out. fml.

For you Mr Kettle

Troy Kettle wants to hear me rant, about what I hate, about other people.

Well Troy, you want to know what I hate?
I hate all the typical things; unfair power, war, fighting etc. etc. but as I said, they're all the common things that one hates.

You say you wanted to hear personal stuff hey?
Well, honestly I hate people who are friends with you one moment, then go off at you the next, kind of destroying the already frayed friendship. That's all well and good, they're people too, they can make decisions for themselves, but then when they turn it all around and suddenly speak to you as if nothing has happened.. well that's plain ridiculous! I mean, you put all this effort into mending a broken friendship even though you're left in the dark about what you actually did in the first place, and then without warning it's all fine again! Like seriously?

So, there's that little rant.

Hmm.. what else, let me see.. just bitchiness in general. Hypocrite I know, it is quite an addictive sport to participate in, almost like tennis. But unlike tennis the world would be better without it. World peace anyone?

I think that's a little taste of my ranting abilities for you although i assure you, if you happen to catch me when I'm super down as once before not too long ago, or rather I start venting away at your face on chat, feel free to just walk away, and this is to everyone in general. The worst thing is if I drag you into my problems and you're stuck there, oblivious to what you've gotten yourself into with the meek little reply of 'heey'.

I go off on tangents easily don't I?

Anyway, I'm really craving that avocado sandwich right about now, well..my mind is. However, due to the consumption of a bubble cup earlier today, I doubt my stomach agrees with my mind at this point in time.

au revoir. xo