just my luck
I have realized just how unlucky a person I am. I believe in God, I believe in the Sacred Feminine, I believe in Heaven, hell, I even believe in Karma. But I have never considered believing in luck up until now. I may be the most hard-working shrew in the entire world, right way up or overturned, but my luck is another story.
This still pertains to our God-forsaken subject, Methods Engineeering. We were supposed to have a company four weeks ago, and yet my luck, well, the lack of it rather, seems to find all the means possible just to lead us to dead ends. And I’m telling everyone who has never experienced dead ends the way I am experiencing right now: when I say DEAD ends, I MEAN DEAD ENDS!
My Theology class is up in a couple of minutes, and yet I haven’t studied a word. I am so effing tire of my life caught up in such a world. I cannot blame anybody, though. Somehow, I have caused upon my own self such pains and expectations I would never wich upon my worst enemies. Oh well. Good Luck to me. Even just a teeny-wee bit.
Au revoir…