a grumpy me

When the beautiful sun shines outside, and you feel that its hurting your eyes.
When the cool wind blows, and you feel that its just messing with your hair and making your nose tickle.
When the flowers in the garden are smiling and swaying to and fro (well in this case, its mostly githeyo mirus gas), but you feel that its hogging all the free space.
When you listen to a flawless song such as anything by Regina Spektor, and you feel that noise pollution is causing an ear infection.
When a refreshing lemonade has been tasted, and you feel that its this gooey diabetic inflicting poison.
Well when all of the above happens to me, its time for me to realize that I have made the grave mistake of putting my big foot into my equally big mouth, and have no clue as to how I will extract it out of my mouth. Why do I mess up? And when I do make a mistake, why can't I undo the mistake? Am I the only one who doesn't get a second chance? The most special, crucial, defining moment, life as I knew could have ended at that moment, and I had to show off my mean, cruel, arrogant, obnoxious monster that I am. Shit, shitty, crap, hell, nonsense, I dont know what to say anymore. :(