I’ve been so bi-polar today, I almost caught myself by surprise, and that says quite a lot.

Being sleep-deprived and stressed does not help one attain a stable mentality, so I discovered. 

I was really tired after a whole weekend of playing games, jumping around, disturbing people playing games, and just having fun in general. It’s a good thing we don’t have these LAN-parties too often, or I’d probably never get anything done during the weekends but play games… At least I got more sleep this time around, last geekend in November, I think I got a total of 10 hours of sleep spread over 3 days…

I left for home on Saturday night and got home at around 4 AM, insanely tired, and jumped straight into bed.

On Sunday I felt bad enough for not training since Thursday, so I dragged my lazy butt to the gym for an hour of spinning with Adrian. It proved once again that exhaustion and training do not go hand-in-hand. 

Today was another gray and drab Monday. Urgh, Mondays…

It started off with my oversleeping a whole hour, rushing out the door to my busses that were being late, or too early, getting shoved against the window by some girl who had too many things to carry and reeked of nauseating perfume. Closed my eyes, counted to ten, realised this wasn’t a bad dream, plugged in my music and took out my kindle to shut the rest of the world out.
[I’m usually a rather nice person, I guess Mondays just aren’t my thing.] 

But on the bright side, I made it in time for my lecture with 4 minutes to spare! 

After school, I ran amuck in town looking for a particular adapter that no one seemed to even understand I was looking for, so that completely made me fall flat on my face, and that was after stomping around town for a little more than an hour.

When I got home there was an e-mail from Yves Rocher. I’d asked them about a gift I was supposed to receive from them, as I’d recruited Piggie to sign up for a membership, and wondered if our order had been misplaced. They confirmed that the order was already dealt with and paid for but that my gift was with the friend I recruited. [Why in world would you send MY gift to my FRIEND’S adress?!]

-And being in the splendid sunny-mood I was in all day, I wrote back, holding back as much anger and malice as I could because it obviously isn’t the end of the world, but seeing as it was a gift voucher and none of us knew it would end up with Piggie and it’s now gone missing……I still got increasingly mad with each word I typed out. I ended up just pointing out and criticizing the company flaws and how utterly thoughtless of them it was…. Etc. etc. [You get the gist]

After dinner, mummy and I drove to some shops for some quick browsing, and we ended up buying me a pink blanket made of the softest most comfortable and cosy material known to me. I am in love with this baby pink blanket! 

It all got better in the end. I ordered my adapter from the US instead, I got to take out my agitations in an e-mail to Yves-Rocher, then I screamed about how life was unfair because I had a bad day….And then I got a blanket for it.

My day has involved so many “first world”-problems, and I know it’s a ridiculous thing, so I think I’ll shut my mental pie-hole here and now.