I'm having what can only be described as a tantrum. I am royally fucked off, for no real good reason. I think it is a combination of a lack of sleep mixed with the fact that all I have eaten today is an overly chewy crumpet, and a lack of contact with Jay, and it has turned me into a grumpy little prick.
I fell asleep and missed the cinema. Didnt even cancel, just slept through all the calls and texts, so I woke up in a bad mood because of that, and in pain from sleeping awkwardly in the chair in the living room. I don't think I was asleep for long, two hours maybe, but whenever I sleep in the day for a short time I always wake up like a bear with a sore head.
I went to make myself some dinner because I was starving, and ended up getting even more pissed off when I saw that one of the thieving little twats I live with had cooked and eaten the chicken I had got ready earlier in the day. I ended up going crazy but each and every one of them denied it, like it had gotten up and made a run for it and I was supposed to believe that it was never there in the first place.
Jay is annoying me because he isnt texting as much as I want him too. I know how pathetic that sounds, and on any other day I probably wouldnt give a shit. He hasnt text me any less today than he normally would, but for some reason it just doesnt feel enough. I ain't going to say anything to him though, because I know he hasnt actually done anything to piss me off, I am just being a twat because I am tired and hungry.
I don't know whether or not to go for a run to cool off or to order in a Chinese takeaway and then go to bed. I could probably do with the sleep. The hills will be alive with the sound of music tomorrow, I promise.