So I was at work today and they kept asking me why I wasn't very talkative today. I hadn't noticed that I wasn't. Then I realized that I wasn't in a very good mood. It was even hard for me to fake being nice to the customers. So I was thinking, why aren't I as chipper as usual? Especially since I finally got to see a michigan baseball game. You'd think I would have been overly estatic. I mean, I was literally bubbling yesterday to the point where my face hurt from smiling (and laughing) so much.
Then it hit me. I should never have gone to the game. Because when I got home, I got to thinking and you know when I get to thinking it always turns out bad. And it turned out bad this time, just as always. And to make matters worse, my mum says to me: "you know, you didn't have to leave early because of the rain. But since you didn't have anywhere to go, I told you you should. If you had had someplace to go, you could have stayed." HELLOO MOTHER! Do I not have friends who live in Ann Arbor all year round? That really made me mad. But of course, that wasn't what really got me down.
I just hate being confused because it throws off everything. I mean everything. Because then I have to wonder...how come? Why not? Then, I have to fix the reasons I come up with to answer those questions (even though most of the time, the reasons aren't true) so then I get into an even bigger mess that I was in before.
Why can't it be football season so I wouldn't have this problem?!?!