Saturday gone wrong
Everytime I get desperate to sleep in on a Saturday because the previous weekend was filled with NO rest at all (well not that rested anyway..), I get doomed with NO REST. Dammit. Or I end up cussing my weekend away because when I'm restless I PMS.
Last Saturday Toto woke me up at 10am because he was whining, so I went down to check on him, only to find him standing at the gate and looking for his kai yeh. I called him in, patted him on the head, told him I love him and I want to sleep, before climbing back to my bed and snoozing for 5 mins before my doorbell rang again. It was 2 lady and 1 kid walking around the entire neighbourhood at 1030 ON A SATURDAY MORNING ringing on ALL OF OUR DOORBELL about some religion thing. I'm sorry, but I belive in huei-ism and huei-ism does not wake people up at 1030 IN THE MORNING ON A SATURDAY! I was being polited and being blinded by the morning sky so I just smiled and waited for her to finish talking before leaving. Her flier will be my dog's chew thing for tonight if I ever find it. Stop polluting my physical mailbox! I already get enough damn advertisements!
At 11am the gate people came to fix the gate, and I was still in a big shirt, shorts, glasses, messy hair, and the floor outside was filled with poo that I was too lazy to clean.
There goes my rest day, the ONE AND ONLY REST DAY IN A WEEK FOR ME because apparently people have nothing better to do on Saturdays other than pissing me off. I couldn't sleep after that and ended up napping from 4-7 but it was useless. Having woken up in the morning, cleaned up, ate, and played games makes napping later as restless. I like the feeling of waking up in my bed feeling tired and going back to sleep again. I hate waking up in the morning on Saturdays. DAMN YOU PEOPLE WHO DISTURBS ME ON SATURDAYSS! the house can burn for all I care, I jsut want to sleep! LET ME SLEEP!
Hence..I'm very PMS-sy today...and hence..such a long long post about 1 miserable day.
*bang head on wall*










