First I have an argument with a man in the store, due to my own stupidity and ignorance. My Dutch is so bad, I didn't even understand what he was saying. Then on my way back home I drop off my bike, into spikey bushes after my laces got tangled on the pedal, it was so f*ckin embarressing like no other. I was literally swearing out loud, saying f*ck my life, that's how pissed I was. And I got home covered in splinters. Why do things always go from bad to worse? FML!!!!!