It doesn't look so bad - and even if it does look that bad - it's not as bad as it looks. See, I can cheer myself up all by my own. Nothing that major right - keep telling yourself that, keep breathing, yep that's right, don't think too much-- also your hair is precious. Tie it back up in a bun right now. Nails too, they are good: stop eating them right now. Don't even think of going over to his desk and whining, Nooo! don't open the chat window - she's gone for a movie. Whatever you do, DO NOT call mom. You know why you can't call mom right!
See, its not that bad. Ventilate, breathe, smile, relax. All by yourself, you can handle it. No need to crib. At all.
I have taken up this mighty challenge to not crib for an entire week. Yes, that's right. I'm doing it for a bigger cause, for humanity's sake (I keep telling myself that). Stop mind pollution type campaign this is becoming me thinks. Anyhoo, what I'm not whining about this week - top picks are:
#how much my life sucks
#WTF did that bitch say about me
#how much I hate paying EMIs
#how much random baggage I carry around
#dark circles under my eyes
#random work shit
#how much my life sucks (yea I said that already - but its so all encompassing that it pretty much says it all)
Hi, overly complicated life, take that! I just bazookahh-ed you with a random resolution. You will no longer get the sweet pleasure of watching me suffer and whine. I am taking the cranky out to the garbage! Watch me!