Well....for starters, it wasn't just a day. It wasn't even a bad day. It was a Fucking Shit Day. It was just absolutely phenomenal. Everything was fucked up today. At school...NO ONE was fond of studying. I mean everyone was against everyone, everyone were sort of irritated. Everyone were dumber then usual. Everything went wrong. Well every fucking human fucking being knows this feeling I believe.

Anyhow, it was time to get home from school. The distance between my school and my home is about...well not far enough for the ride to take one and a half hours.
Anyway, I got to my stop and before I got off the bus I saw the other bus I was supposed to get on. Oh yeah, I have to take either two buses home and thus use the shorter route or take the long route and use one bus.

So when I saw the other bus then everything, since then up to the point I stopped in front of the bus I had to get on, was a Deja Vu. Well the same thing happened just yesterday. Except yesterday I actually got on the bus.
Today the bus was about to leave and it ad moved half a meter but couldn't move any further. Damn it was embarrassing standing in front of the bus and all the people in there could see me. What's worse was that i could see them too. Well I ignored it and let the bus driver clearly know that I want to get on the bus PLEASE!

BUT....as soon as I had gotten out of the way he hit the pedal to the metal so to speak. He even looked back at me. I got SO fucking pissed that I punched the bus as hard as super-humanly possible. I hit a window and scared the crap out of some old folks standing in the bus next to the window and my fist still HURTS!

I remember the drivers face! I'm gonna beat the shit out of him when I see him next time! He will NEVER forget!!

Oh and that wasn't it. I was on the way to help my sis out with her homework and that. So I called her. I called her several times and got more pissed as the time passed. Her number was BUSY! Then granny called and said that my sis had asked some security code from her to deactivate the alarm and granny hasn't been able to reach her since.

Now I tried and tried...and tried and oh...tried and tried...tried again...to reach her. Now she wouldn't pick up. And when I called for, what apparently was the last time, her phone was offline and then I lost it...

I tore my phone to ribbons...at least the memory card and the other widget, that had now one phone missing to make a call, survived. Well I went right home and took out my second of all the three(now two) phones and put it into use.

By the way...when I entered the apartment and told my sister that I had made at least 30 calls she took out her phone from guess where...her pocket. And what had she been doing all that time? Watching TV of course! And yes, the phone had been in her pocket ALL the time. So of course she didn't want to study...FUCK....

Later mom called and said that she couldn't reach her. I told mom that sis probably couldn't hear the phone ring (I didn't hear mom call sis either) thus didn't know she was calling. And guess what my sis said when she heard me say that to mom. She said: "Yes I knew!"

That makes me wonder why she didn't pick up my calls...

So I guess I yelled a lil...especially when she said that I never pick up her calls and told me to think how she must feel. basically I really can't pick up any calls during lessons and she ALWAYS calls me during one of my lessons...

Now don't come to tell me I overreacted. I am mentally unstable, I'm doing well as it is. And i rarely and I mean rarely get so pissed off.

If you made it that far to read this sentence then thanks too much! Hope I didn't kill or piss you off.

Have a nice day/evening!