Some days are not always meant for some people. Some days, you just need to sleep throughout or just mind your business. If you're the jovial and lively type, your countenance would be affected by such and yesterday was one of those days for me.
I finally realized what it meant to wake up on the wrong side of the bed. I woke up in a totally bad mood. I can't really wrap my finger around it but I know that lack of proper sleep always prompts such days.
I woke up with a scowl and I did everything with a scowl. Went for lectures with my earbuds in my ear and wasn't listening to anyone.
On such days one gets to face a whole lot of temptation. A plus sized lady came and took my seat when I stepped out to get some fresh air. I wasn't just in the mood to react. I just wanted to be left alone with no human contact whatsoever.
I silently requested that she stood up but she started blabbing and saying a whole lot of things. Frankly, I didn't want to engage in any conversation. I jejely carried my bag and found another seat. That was the worst part of it all because I had to sit at the back. Like you go to school early to take a front seat but get displaced with no valuable reason.
I won't say I wasn't pissed but I was too less concerned to show any sign of being pissed. I went about my day answering questions like "what's wrong with you?", "Why's your face like that?", "Is everything okay with you?". I don't remember giving an answer more than "I'm okay" to all these questions with a feigned smile to support.
Yesterday was generally a bad day for me. I barely even had time for myself not to talk of loved ones or the things I love doing.
I didn't wake up with a scowl but I woke up with a smile today. I guess that's a good sign.
With love, Wongi 😊