Did some retail therapy today to start feeling like my old self, the pre-exam period self. It worked wonders. I got 3 nail polishes, 2 pairs of shorts, 2 tops and snacks.
When I was in the stores it started pouring outside, but when I went out, it stopped, so I didn’t get wet.
I was walking home, eating a chocolate bar and feeling good. Then a big truck drove by and splashed me from head to toe with the dirt-water. I was furious! I was dripping wet AND my chocolate bar was now uneatable! I gave the evil eye to the driver, but he just laughed.
I kept walking and another truck came by, doing the same thing. And that driver was also laughing.
People, what a bunch of bastards.