Wow, it's been an unbelievably bad week for me and I'm hoping to God this week will be better though I doubt it.

My bike got stolen on my birthday morning which made me late for an important appointment. And I have to walk everywhere now in weather that has developed from shitty to horrific. Honestly, the wind actually blows me off course and it's so frosty that I got in one evening and found that my thighs were bright lobster red due to frostbite! I was so scared cos obviously, being from a sunny tropical world, I'd never experienced that before. I've got a crime reference number with my birthday on it which was the only consolation.

My flatmates baked me a cake which was very nice of them. However, celebrations were sombre and toned down as one of the girls was informed that her granny had passed away just half an hour before they had planned to surprise me. I felt so sorry for her and it didn't seem right to have a big party in the kitchen while someone else was grieving a lost granny in her room.

My family also went away to Korea on holiday without me and all except for my mum forgot about my birthday. Ingrates. I remembered all of theirs and called to wish them. Oh well.

I've also had the heaviest period ever. I'm not a person who normally likes to discuss such things but this was exceptional and I was seriously anemic and couldn't concentrate on anything for the spinning in my head. bloody bloody bloody is all I can add.

Which was unfortunate, as I had an essay to write over the weekend. Rushing for the deadline on Sunday, I realised I had forgotten about lunch at aroundz 3.30pm. It was too late to have a meal so I had to wait for dinner and my poor stomach was growling so much even though there was no dog inside.

The essay is done now, somehow, and it's in my bag, waiting for me to bring it to King's Manor. The sky outside isn't a pretty sight.

There were many other countless things that all conspired in a great big incredible way to make me miserable and irritable. argh!

I try to put all that behind me but the week ahead just seems worse. I've got an exam on Wednesday and a Lab book to hand in on Friday. I've also got to be all packed up by 5am on Saturday for my journey home. I've got a lot of un-ironed clothes strewn around my room, waiting for the hot metal and steam that I just can't be bothered and don't have time to give.

I need to bang Bang BANG BANG my head against the wall and kick Kick KICK KICK the world into submission. When will this end?

Maybe I build my expectations too high. I always prepare myself to be happy in December and now I can't remember why. And then bad things happen and completely upset my plans. Then I can't be happy and that in itself is a great disappointment.

Things just keep getting me down. So many times, I'd just gotten a bit happier at nice things like the money my mummy sent me for my birthday, a well-chosen present from a friend, a gayish card from Ah boy, a birthday email from XY, a message from LL.

Then something else would happen that would plunge my mood into the cesspit again. Why is it so hard? It doesn't take much to make me happy. But then again, with the current state of affairs, it doesn't take a great deal to piss me off either.

Haha I just received Ah boy's hand-made card. She's getting a bit gay... But this means that she is a good kid too and will get a big present. Thank you ah boy!

My Birthday

Today, I woke up in the morning and was excited to be older. I had an appointment at the university. So I went to get my bike.

But I couldn't get my bike as it wasn't there. Someone had stolen it in the night.

I had to make a report which made me late for my appointment.

And the day continued to be shitty. I had to walk to King's manor for a laboratory session where we didn't do much as my group had already finished all the tests.

LL messaged to say happy birthday and XY emailed to say the same. So those are the good kids. The other kids are all naughty and will get a bit smaller presents.

What a sad day. My poor little bike. Poor poor little Singaporean bike.

One afternoon, I was hungry. So I roasted a chicken. Yummy yummy yummy

The cancellation of on laboratory session due to the break-in at King's manor has led to an irritating side effect. We had to reschedule the missed lab session and the supervisor suggested next Friday. I gave a little whinnnneeee... everyone else was ok with it and he gave me a look as if to say, "what better way to spend a birthday than to look at soil samples?" So Friday it is.

FUCK.

I'm pissed off. I had wanted to go gai-gai.