I'm a bad luck charm

I float down the dirt path with
no thought of where to go.
I come from here
and I go to there
and where is there I need not know.

I tried the one syllable thing, and that little poem was the only thing I really came up with. Writing with one syllable is definitely a lot harder than it seems. Do you know what else is hard? Writing in the dark. It's approximately 8:04 p.m. and my blog post is due in about 26 minutes and I just scrapped my previous attempt at writing a post using words with just one syllable. I left my room to eat dinner and when I came back, I discovered that everything is rebelling against me.

By this I mean that the lights in my room burnt out, and since today is not my lucky day, my dad is at a meeting and can't help me out of this dark situation (haha...). I am absolutely hopeless at doing nifty things like changing light bulbs; I doubt I could even reach the light fixture.

I'm feeling like a bad luck charm right now, since it seems like everything I touch has been breaking. Yesterday I finished all of my homework early and was planning on skyping one of my best friends from camp, Maya, who lives in Chicago. I log onto Skype only to find out that apparently my built-in webcam is broken. Upon closer inspection of the physical camera, it appears that part of it has fallen off.

My laptop is really falling apart right now in general. The casing on it is starting to crack and now the screen flops around lifelessly like a soggy noodle. Even more annoying is the fact that for the past two weeks, my laptop has been crashing every time I try to do complicated things like checking my email. In fact, it's looking like this post is going to go up late since I have just returned from the third crash in half an hour..

Anyway, I can tell that this post is becoming really whiny so I'll just end it with a joke that my friend Elliot told me a few days ago.

Elliot: Knock, knock.
Me: Who's there?
Elliot: To.
Me: To who?
Elliot: You mean to whom!