Misunderstood expectations consume me.

Yesterday was not the greatest day off of my life.

Well it went well apart from:

1. not drawing
2. having knee pains from when I fell down the stairs on Tuesday
3. being forced to go to the gym
4. my bookcase falling on me (if only it had books on it not pointy expensive figures!)
5. lost my red sock which I found last week after a few months of it being incognito
6. Eating no dinner as it all looked unfurfiling
7. dad taunting me about the bookcase.

I was devastated that I was squished by the book case but more upset some of my favorite figures got destroyed, this was due to my mum coming in repeatedly and trying to put the shelves back up which continuously collapsed and hit my figures over and over again.

Thanks mum!!!!

She then undermined me even further by telling my ill father who has the worst mood swings when taking his medication. He ended up taunting me from downstairs laughing at my misfortune and telling everyone else int he house. Eventually my mum called me down to go to the gym, I was not having any of that.

My knee was already swollen and my right side and back was now in pain. Even thought we eventually fixed the case, my ego was still bruised. She ended up bribing me with £20...not enough to cover the damages but enough to get me to the gym and do a half arsed session. Pain ruled today!