this morning i found three dollars on the ground.
i thought it was a omen of the fortune that was to come, and so despite this hideous cold you have smote me with, i forbore my urge to skip classes and carried on in high hopes, certain that the day would be good.
i was confident that i would pass my driving test and that by the morrow i would be a licensed driver, on my way to owning a car.
little did i know that you, oh powerful powers that be, had used that three dollars as ploy to deceive me.
the day was short and somewhat pleasant, i must concede, yet i coughed and i hacked and finally came home to have my dreams of said car smashed to smithereens.
yes, oh dear powers that be, i know we have had our small disagreements, i being of the belief i should have at least ONE thing in my life come without a struggle, and you being of the belief that things should happen only to amuse you, but i have to know, ohmightygods,
WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DISPLEASE YOU
??????
i can find no virgins to sacrifice and im fresh out of lambs, but one would think that after so many years together we might come to an understanding!
unlike the emotional and and unstable muses, i would think there would be some reason to your whims.

im going to start worshipping logos.
you have fun with your drama.
oh wicked powers that be.