I am having a bad day.
My flash drive is broken. That�s 20 dollars down the drain. I suppose that�s what you get for buying an 8GB stick for that little. Which means that uploading art may be on the slow-go for a while.
Or maybe it�s because I never did the �safely remove hardware� thing. That�s most likely it. I was told that can start a spark or something that can just fry the whole drive.

Not just that but there�s plenty other crap going on.
Making me grumpy, to suit my Grumpy Bear shirt I guess�
My backpack is still missing. There have been no notifications of anything being found.
If my headphones are gone, or anything else of value misplaced in my backpack, I think I�ll cry.
I mean, just nothing is going right.
My best friend is drooling over the worst person possible to be drooling over. It makes me so sick to watch them, to hear them. I can�t believe I�m jealous. Jealous that she gets all his attention, when I shouldn�t really be concerned with what he directs his attention towards. He texts her plenty, and apparently they�re going to a late movie over the weekend then hanging out. I can bet where that�s going. The worst part is that she has a boyfriend. No, that�s not the worst part. The worst part is that she drinks, smokes pot, experiments with drugs and flirts (heavily) with just about everyone she wants to.
She�s a nice person and I like her when she�s not trying to seduce my friend, who all too eagerly gives her every ounce of his attention.
I hate boys.
I hate my hormones.
I hate that I care.

This day sucks.

/endpity