As many of you know, I have spent weeks with shit-ass luck that has yet to finish. It has even gotten to the point where I don't remember everything this bad luck has given me. This shit has ranged from my sore back, my lock being broken, locking my keys in my locker, finding out about an incident involving Luke and a friend of mine (see other entry), getting sick, getting a cold the day after. Now I've managed to remain happy and cheerful (which is amazing for me) throughout all this bullshit.

As mentioned in other entries, I've been extremely excited for my birthday. Remarking how my birthday will fix all my bad luck and make me happy. This is mostly due to my excitment over hopefully getting an iPod Touch.

I have been told that I may not be able to get my iPod Touch.

Sounds lame for me to get worked up over, but I did. I lost it. Because that glimmer of hope that may end my bad luck streak just got infected by said bad luck and destroyed.

I'm a really material person. Meaning that items, objects, possessions etc. are what I shape my life over. My DVD collection, my computer, my phone, my iPod, etc. Hence my love of money. So getting my dream iPod for my birthday which has everything I want in it, makes me extremely happy. Especially when I've done countless amounts of research to ensure that it is perfect. Which, it is. I can live through a cold, a sore back and some annoyances at school. But when the item I dream for is taken away, it's worse than any of it.

Your blogger,
Miss Alexiness.