My stars collided on me today..

Everything juz went wrong tday,
or most dreadfully known to many as the bad day..

My bra strap juz snapped! like wth?!
and i alr told you tt i really wanted to tie my hair,
it's so friggin hot,besides, ive always been against gals who refused to tie their hair in school wen it's obviously dry alr,no offence,but ya,maybe i'm juz jealous of their long hair.but i've also alr explained to you tt mine's seriously outta shape,i juz had to tie it! lest i also wan mrs loh buggin at me! you dun get it
i thot things cldn't hav been worse,but it took an ugly awful turn wen i lost my beat tday.maybe she juz decided to abandon me tday
My timing was all over the place
i fumbled,
n he screamed
n it seemed tt e more he screamed e more i fumbled,
it was juz so diff tryin to gather my nerves back tgh and step in line wif the next routine noein tt in the last moment he juz friggin screamed his lungs out at me,and pretend tt i've escaped from his merciless scrutiny,and shove some annoyin broodin notion tt he's juz waitin fr me to commit my next mistake so he can scream some more aside n juz dance properly.
i juz lost it tday,i swear i almost cried in fornt of him tday if nt fr my stubborn pride and wad lil dignity i had left to hold it all in..
i walked out of dance tday with
blisters covered feet,
achin body,
battered soul,
a cut in my wounded self


and you juz dun get it