Check it out, I'm actually doing a real journal, that just goes to show how much today has sucked so far.
Today, I was stuck doing some outside work. Now, I know someone reading is going "What a baby, can't handle a little yard work," which is dead wrong. I can handle work, I do it quite often, really. What I can't handle is Mondays, they're like Jesus, and I'm the devil. Anyway, what happened was, while working, I spot a bee hive and point it out to my parents, not a big deal, only the bees are f**king huge. That'll be the latter part of the story, though. A little while later, I'm digging out some massive plants that are in the way of my Dad's mowing, which our yard seriously needs, and as I come around to the other side of the plant, I step down, right onto a piece of wood, with a nail, so the nail went through my shoe and just barely grazed my foot, good thing I have senstive feet, otherwise this could've been bad. So that was fun, pain on the sole of my foot. I manage to take off my shoe and pull the wood and nail out, but later, not even 2 minutes, I get stopped on my way inside...right next to the aforementioned bee hive. So, naturally, I have to be the only one to get stung, and with how big this SOB was, I can usually handle pain, you know, mind over body, but here was not the case, I actually shouted out in pain "YOU F***ING SONOFAB*TCH." First time in years I've ever shouted anything out in pain. So now, here I am, on the couch, a penny taped to the back of my leg where the bee stung me (those who have read the new "Penny on a bee sting" email will understand), in a load of pain. I'll close out this journal with this, "F**K MONDAYS!" - ChaosBeast92/Dementis