A Little Less Sixteen Candles, A Little More "Touch Me"

Have you ever had a day when you woke up and knew things just won't go your way? Well, I'm having one of those days.
This little bug found it's way into my brain the first moment I woke up and it burried itself deep inside there, refusing to get out. It's like an idiotic song stuck in your head when you're trying to remember another song, or a little kid screaming his lungs out when you're trying to get some peace of mind and you can't get away because both of you are stuck on the same bus on a long journey, or the vision of a 70 year old obese woman that keeps popping into your head when you wanna have sex.... You get what I mean, it's hopelessly annoying but the more you try not to think about it, the louder the screaming becomes.
And the fact that I had this totally cruel dream about me being beaten by a bunch of girls with chairs ain't helping either.... Even worse because fate has this evil way of making all my bad dreams come true in its own sick and twisted way, yet leaving all the good ones as dreams that would never take place.
OK, the dream was about me, Slur, Irene, Jac and PF discussing some trivial matter in class, and I was the only odd one out with a different opinion on it. Then for no reason they started hacking at me with chairs because I don't agree with them. All 4 of them including Slur and my "dar dar" PF! It was horrible, totally horrible and miserable! If Jac comes for class on Monday, I am sooo not going to discuss anything with you guys, and I ain't gonna fall for any of your tricks to engage me in conversation either!
So, my mission right now is to bang my head right open and extricate the little bug and let it burn, burn, BURN!! That's the whole reason I'm blogging right now, and it seems to be working a little bit.
You guys must be wondering about my title right? It's actually the title of a song by Fall Out Boy, and after listening to it for the umpteenth time, I'm just going to make some assumptions about its meaning. It's about this boy who have a crush on the girl and the girl knows it so she keeps giving him chances but the guy chickens out and finally, the girl get fed up of him and leave. When the guy finally realizes he's too late, he tries his best to win her back, and I don't know how it ends....

Write me off, give up on me
'cause darling what did you expect?
I'm just off a lost cause
a long shot, don't even take this bet.

Anyway, my friend Shirling, for her own sick reasons, thinks this is going to happen to me. I have no idea why, seriously. OK, now this sounds as if someone likes me.... That is sooo not the case. Don't get me wrong.
Slur~!!!!! Help me!!
Oh yeah, while we're still on the subject of dreams and how the good ones never come true. Let me give a few examples. I once had this dream about me suddenly becoming extremely smart, like top of the world smarter-than-Stephen Hawking smart. I was so smart MShern would seem like an ant to my brain and I used all my supreme intelligence to build something. Something really stupid.... I can't remember what. Anyway, the point is I'm still dumb and I still haven't built anything yet.
Oh, and I also had this dream about my house suddenly being lifted up and I moved to Newport (from the O.C.) and I became one of the rich ones there. I was so rich I had a rotating wardrobe that fills a whole room and my very own 4-wheel-drive. The strange thing about that dream was my house still looked exactly like it does now but somehow the inside seems to be conveniently larger, and somehow we were able to fit in in a row of mansions.... But I'm not complaining. Too bad that's another dream down the drain that won't ever come true.
See what I mean? They always, ALWAYS have to choose the bad ones and make it come true. If there is some supernatural power out there, then it must be a very bitter or sarcastic person.