Let's begin with the picture up there. Yup, that's me. I fell off of a bed, onto a desk. There is a story behind that, but I do not wish to tell the entire thing, as it is not truly capable of being typed: suffice it to say, however, that it was not one of my best moments.

I honestly didn't feel like talking about college, so... I'm not going to. I want to talk about my life. I am going to share with you my bad day.

0. How does 0 work? Well, that's because this didn't actually happen today. Rather, this reflects upon the fact that I had to survive the whole morning with that stupid gash that I received on my back. Very frustrating, especially since I am one of those people who prefers to lean back in a chair. Moving on to tonight...

1. My cell seriously exploded; it was really weird. It was in my pocket as I was walking with my friends, and something felt weird: not like a phone call, but some sort of movement. So, I took it out and looked at it, and my screen just...broke. It's really odd.

2. I got a balloon (a good thing), but then this girl knocked it out of the string and I lost all of the helium.

3. After I blew it and up again and retied it (without helium - yes, I had to drag the thing), we were walking back to our rooms, and a deer popped out right in front of us - it was so cool. However, when I moved a bit closer, my balloon popped on a branch and scared the deer off. Two very sad things tied into one. Horrible.

Actually...that wasn't that bad. I mean, yes, it wasn't the best night of my life. It would have been worse if my parents had called and said our cat had been hit by a car. Or if the deer I scared got hit by a car. Or if I got hit by a car. All of those would probably designate a pretty bad night. Fortunately, none of those things happened. Well, my cat might have died. My phone's broken. Oh well. I'll find out when I go home.

I have this strange feeling that I need to tie this post into some worthwhile moral, like: "There will be good and bad times, but work through them". However, I think we all know that, and any other words of wisdom I could come up with. Rather, I try to reserve those for times of consoling.

Man...why did I have to fall off of a bed onto a desk?! So stupid...