Why there are days when one should remain in bed...
Went to bed last night : couldn't sleep before around midnight. Dreamt maths results were in and I had 27%. Makes no sense, but still enough to scare me as to the actual result.
Woke up this morning : runny nose.
Went to work : broke a cup, cut my hand and hit my right elbow twice, practically got sexually harassed by my boss, hyperventilated all the time and lost the little screwing thing on my belly piercing. Had to pay 10$ for a new one. I would call this robbery. (note from my non-bilingual self : isn't it, like, totally hilarious that "visser" in French is "to screw" in English ? I never knew there was a, um, non-vulgar use for that word...)
Now I'm back home and I'm waiting for the roof to fall on my head or something.