YOLO guys! What's cooking?
Please, don't say meth. x''D (sorry)!
I had a really bad day yesterday. Nothing exactly happened. But does something bad have to happen for your day to be bad? I mean a day can go bad even when you've spent it lying in your room. Outward forces hardly matter if you have to have a bad day. It's all inside.
The sun shines with the same vigour everyday. But today you wake up, and you are simply not in the mood to see and acknowledge its beauty. Why are you not in the mood? Well, there's no answer to that. You are not in the mood because, hey, you don't want to be in the mood. You go and make yourself a cup of tea and guess what, it tastes horrible. And maybe it actually tastes okay, but hey, you don't want it to taste okay, it's horrible. And then you take a pack of *Pickwick and sit in front of the computer, put on an episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S and then it's all okay until you realize you have finished the whole pack of Pickwick. On any other day you would be proud you finished the whole pack. Today you realize it can make you gain a couple of pounds. And actually, that pack hasn't really made a change in your weight, but hey, you want to feel fat today. You log on to Facebook and sieve through the news feed, you realize people are out and about, doing things, leading a happening life, being happy in what they perceive as happiness while you are here gobbling up wafer biscuits, drooling over fandoms, doing absolutely nothing productive. And in reality, you might be doing hundreds of productive things which are even more creative and stimulating than the activities of those on your news feed, but HEY, NO.
Today is a crappy day and you want it to be like that. Nothing can touch you today. You shall trample all the good that comes your way and raise your fist in victory! You go meet a friend and she says, 'Did you see last night's match?It was AWESOME! Roger won!'
You make a face which says you're irked and say 'Huh, PLEASE!' The friend says she'll see you later. And the thing is, you have seen the match and you are delighted about it and you know you love Roger Federer, but HEYY, NO, man.
Today is a bad day. You have decided it. And you have no qualms about hating everything that is in front of you. Sometimes it feels nice to pity yourself, to go in the dark cocoon of your mind and ponder over how miserable your life is. And it's actually not miserable, but HEY. Bad days are not exactly amazing. But they aren't half as bad either. You realize that when you wake up on the next morning and feel absolutely brilliant. Because all your mood needed was a lift. A lift from hate. Now you are lifted, and ready to love the world again.
Have a great day, guys.
*Pickwick is a popular brand of cream wafer biscuits manufactured in India.
Please, don't say meth. x''D (sorry)!
I had a really bad day yesterday. Nothing exactly happened. But does something bad have to happen for your day to be bad? I mean a day can go bad even when you've spent it lying in your room. Outward forces hardly matter if you have to have a bad day. It's all inside.
The sun shines with the same vigour everyday. But today you wake up, and you are simply not in the mood to see and acknowledge its beauty. Why are you not in the mood? Well, there's no answer to that. You are not in the mood because, hey, you don't want to be in the mood. You go and make yourself a cup of tea and guess what, it tastes horrible. And maybe it actually tastes okay, but hey, you don't want it to taste okay, it's horrible. And then you take a pack of *Pickwick and sit in front of the computer, put on an episode of F.R.I.E.N.D.S and then it's all okay until you realize you have finished the whole pack of Pickwick. On any other day you would be proud you finished the whole pack. Today you realize it can make you gain a couple of pounds. And actually, that pack hasn't really made a change in your weight, but hey, you want to feel fat today. You log on to Facebook and sieve through the news feed, you realize people are out and about, doing things, leading a happening life, being happy in what they perceive as happiness while you are here gobbling up wafer biscuits, drooling over fandoms, doing absolutely nothing productive. And in reality, you might be doing hundreds of productive things which are even more creative and stimulating than the activities of those on your news feed, but HEY, NO.
Today is a crappy day and you want it to be like that. Nothing can touch you today. You shall trample all the good that comes your way and raise your fist in victory! You go meet a friend and she says, 'Did you see last night's match?It was AWESOME! Roger won!'
You make a face which says you're irked and say 'Huh, PLEASE!' The friend says she'll see you later. And the thing is, you have seen the match and you are delighted about it and you know you love Roger Federer, but HEYY, NO, man.
Today is a bad day. You have decided it. And you have no qualms about hating everything that is in front of you. Sometimes it feels nice to pity yourself, to go in the dark cocoon of your mind and ponder over how miserable your life is. And it's actually not miserable, but HEY. Bad days are not exactly amazing. But they aren't half as bad either. You realize that when you wake up on the next morning and feel absolutely brilliant. Because all your mood needed was a lift. A lift from hate. Now you are lifted, and ready to love the world again.
Have a great day, guys.
*Pickwick is a popular brand of cream wafer biscuits manufactured in India.
Oh my God....you've described a bad day so perfectly...! Love your writing
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