I don't know what the heck it was, but something was in the water last week, because it sucked. Monday started off "strong"---I had this weird stomachache all freaking day, and I went to a club meeting in the evening where we were making bracelets. I was trying to put Verivery's name on the bracelet, since I saw posts on-line of people making k-pop group friendship bracelets and it looked super cute, but I kept scrounging through the beads and finding all the letters (not an easy feat) only to realize that the string we got (which was the thick glittery plastic kind) was too big to fit them!
Repeat this twice, and two hours later, and I finally find the right size beads with all the right letters. I make a really cute bracelet, but I didn't have that much string left to tie it off, so I had to do it as much as I could. But I was so proud of that bracelet! And so when I went to take it off when I got back to my room, and I couldn't find it on my arm, in my pocket, anywhere... well, that on top of my stomachache (which made me have to skip my afternoon classes and catch up the next day) made me crash out. I went back to the classroom where we had had our meeting, and the bracelet wasn't there, or even with the trash (Yep, I dug through trash, which accelerated my crashout), and wasn't there either when I scoured the path back to my room, so I was done. And then a miracle happened.
The next day, I was coming back to my room after lunch, when in one of the hallway windowsills in my dorm building, I found... guess what? THE FREAKING BRACELET. And I thought that I had lost it before I had gotten to my building, so I don't know how that happened. Well, that about made my day, and so the next day, when it went with my (bomb-dot-com, by the way) outfit, I decided to wear it. And then I was on my way to my second class of the day, having already been all over campus, when I realized that I had lost it. Again. Or more accurately, since the thing seems to have a mind of its own, it had lost itself. AGH!!!!! When I go home in a weekend or two, I'm commandeering my mum's bracelet-making supplies to make myself a makeup bracelet.
And that was a foreboding of the week that was to come. I was stressed, my mental health wasn't the best for some reason, and nothing was really going my way. But today has been better! I'm still tired, but I got to meet up with some friends for lunch, and so on, and I'm having a better day. And when I woke up this morning I had some energy---I was happy to start my day! Barely any time to wake up in bed, no dragging my feet---I was dancing around the bathroom to my iPod getting ready. I can only hope and pray that A) that's a foreboding of a better week to come and B) that I've not just jinxed it. But that's all for now---my next class is starting in a few. Toodles! :D