I really meant what I said from the last post but this time things got freaking f***ed up!!!!!
The morning was great, we went the King's Scout installation and stuff. Speeches were boring as usual but it was quite fun hanging out with the Petalings again. The whole ceremony ended around 1 then we had a buffet lunch which was ok.
After that we went home... This is when the shits start. I opened by bag at the dining table and found my dad's magazine wet... Guess what?? My King's Scout cert was in the bag too... I removed everything, the bottle cap was open and I took out a file containing the cert, it was partially wet and the ink was smugged... FML!!!!! I tried to take out the cert and the freaking corner of the cert had to tear making my life a lot more miserable... Wait, it doesn't end there. The tried drying the cert with the fan. Then my dad came. You know how things are already freaking bad and your parents just have to scold you making it worst. Yup, that happened... He was like 'NEXT TIME TAKE CARE OF YOUR STUFF!!!!!' How does that freaking make things better??!!!! There won't be a next King's Scout for me. There won't be a freaking same cert!!!! HOW ON EARTH DO I TAKE CARE OF IT NEXT TIME????!!!!!!!
The morning was great, we went the King's Scout installation and stuff. Speeches were boring as usual but it was quite fun hanging out with the Petalings again. The whole ceremony ended around 1 then we had a buffet lunch which was ok.
After that we went home... This is when the shits start. I opened by bag at the dining table and found my dad's magazine wet... Guess what?? My King's Scout cert was in the bag too... I removed everything, the bottle cap was open and I took out a file containing the cert, it was partially wet and the ink was smugged... FML!!!!! I tried to take out the cert and the freaking corner of the cert had to tear making my life a lot more miserable... Wait, it doesn't end there. The tried drying the cert with the fan. Then my dad came. You know how things are already freaking bad and your parents just have to scold you making it worst. Yup, that happened... He was like 'NEXT TIME TAKE CARE OF YOUR STUFF!!!!!' How does that freaking make things better??!!!! There won't be a next King's Scout for me. There won't be a freaking same cert!!!! HOW ON EARTH DO I TAKE CARE OF IT NEXT TIME????!!!!!!!
I really don't know what the hell I did to deserve all this bad luck. How much of bad luck?? Hold on, it's been about 17 FREAKING YEARS OF BAD LUCK!!!! I can't even try to do something and not screw it up. I can't even try to help but end up making things worst!!!! And I certainly can't even succeed at ANYTHING and EVERYTHING with this freaking horrible luck!!!!
I hate it when someone's life is so great but they just say FML when one small thing happens to them. You dare to say fml to that when you haven't even gone through the shit I have... I'm sorry if I offended anyone in anyway but I just don't understand anything anymore...
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