Harder I try not to complain, more shit is happening to me.

I'm seriously getting sick of all this bad luck.

Few days ago my parents told me that I was too pessimistic and that I should try being more positive.

Okay, let's try being positive!

I need to hang out with my leftover friends so let's go to to beach.

Nope, my friend is too tired.

Okay, no biggie.

Later in the evening he invited me to cinema.

Oh yay, I'm going to watch Wolverine!!

I felt kinda lazy so I didn't want to drive so other friend was supposed to pick us up.

Dad dropped me, near bus station and so I waited.... and waited... and waited... and started to freak out slowly... when suddenly my mom called to tell me that my guinea pig died.

Great.

I decided to call my friend to see what the fuck is going on with all this waiting only to realize that guy who was supposed to pick us up is "stuck somewhere".

Brilliant!

While I was waiting for dad to pick my up, I went to shop nearby to see if they've got my favourite chocolate to cheer myself a bit.

NOPE!

Got home completely devastated and disappointed and just wanted to watch new episode of Free!, but my mom shot the last bullet in my head with "why are you watching that crap, how old are you?".

Thanks mom, I feel so much better now.

Forgot to mention that I haven't eaten anything proper in last 3 days due to stomachache and painful herpes on the corner of my lip.

I just want this awful summer to end.

It's too hot to go anywhere, too hot to sleep and people are just angry because of this fucking annoying heat.

Now I'm waiting for someone to tell me that I've been kicked out of my university and my life is complete.