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Yesterday--Nov 20-- was without a doubt the biggest bullshit of days I had in a long time. Things couldn't get any worse and I thought for a while it was the good heavens messing with my head for arrogance. Days before that were great. Couldn't have been any better that I would have perceived but then everything falls apart.

First off, I woke up to a very grumpy morning, very late for a rendezvous with my friends, costing us heavily on our plans. Then I just discovered that my phone's camera was broken from when I dropped it last night-- and that's the only fucking feature it was good for.

Next I received a message that an uncle of mine has just died recently and that I was gonna be a pole bearer in the funeral. Deciding to air things out, I surfed a bit on the net and discovered that my beloved team, The San Antonio Spurs, were on a very poor losing slump, and, being a huge sports fan, that's heart-wrenching to me.

I go on to lose every pick-up game I played LAN on the computer (9 to be exact), losing sums of money in bets in the process, discover that the Christmas party plan of my friends has been cancelled, lose more money on trivial matters, broke my earphones, had to deal with more of the forum's bullshit and have my computer act like a complete stubborn bitch.

Oh, and then, guess what, more bullshit later that I couldn't even say. Screw this.