Today was not my day. For starters I got purposly tripped up by my arch enemy and managed to drop all of my 7 science and geography course work books at the feet of my gorgeous boyfriend Sam. Thats not all, when i got home from school my usually lovely dog Pippa ran off with one of my GCSE essays through the garden and splashed into our pond, killing my favourite fish along with ruining one of the longest pieces of school work i have ever done. What a shame, well she got banned from the fast energy releasing biscuits she loved for a month, i still dont forgive her though. At least I managed to restart my essay again, even though it took an extra 2 weekends to remember and write down all of my fabulous ideas from my dog chewed, soaked and trampled work.
Oh, i forgot to add that during my amazing graffiti painting in art that i had done, my best friend Jinx, well actually he's called Jackson but he is so unbelievably clumsy that it has become his nickname over time. Anyway...he was talking to Ginny (who he calls his future girlfriend) and accidently knocked my water bottle over my piece of excellence, wow it was like a rush to get one direction tickets, Jinx attempted to mop up the spill but achieved to decrease the success of an almost smudge.
The embarresment was overwhelming! The weirdest thing is it is Friday 13th May...awkward turtle as all yr8's have a phase of saying now-a-days, they also do a hand gesture as well which is weird but there is no need to go on. My Mum always told me that the best thing to do in an awkward situation is to sit back and laugh along with the others. Well that failed! I laughed at Jinx's accident over my work and got told off for finding ruining important work amusing. That bought me a half an hour's detention picking off the thousands of peices of chewing gum (okay, maybe thats a slight exaggeration) off the table! I nearly called childline, anything could have happened, my arm could have got stuck and then when struggeling get ripped off. Its unlikely but whatever, its not impossible!
Thats not all, after Pippa took my paperwork, i stormed upstairs in fury up to my bedroom and my mum shouted after me "Do you mind Coral...i actually want to have a career, it would help if you dont stamp around like the world revolves around you." Pfft the world does anything but revolve around me, its like God is punishing me but i havent done anything bad...i dont think. I can feel flashbacks coming now.
Taking a kids ice cream when i was 6...no thats not too bad, well it was a raspberry ripple, was i supposed to let it melt right infront of my eyes while that child was interested in something else?? Refusing to go to the toilet before a long journey and then shouting in my dads ear "Im desperate!" Aged 9. Accidently flooding the bathroom when leaving taps to run a bath and then realising that the candle had caught the curtain..noo he wouldnt punish me for that, it soon went out when i splashed the overflowing bath water ALL over the window, i suppose.
No i really can't think of a reasonable explanation for God to punish me! Maybe because there are too many to choose from! Well anyway, lets not go into that subject, otherwise you will be here for days...
