Quotes For A Bad Day Funny Novels & Stories

Nothing more than that. "You okay?" asked some guy who almost bumped into her but luckily halted behind her in time before the disaster happened. Something was off. I'm having a bad day. I'm practically restraining myself from punching a wall. Everything is difficult. Why can't I just have a peaceful life? Why do I keep hurting? I'm shattered and broken. "Yeah, I'm fine," she responded instead, with a dazzling smile on her face. The guy shot her a sympathetic smile, sensing that she wasn't okay. "Let me buy you a drink if you're having a bad day. I had one myself."

And a caption: “Man, people are so stupid.” I let out a slow, dark laugh. “God… you’re giving me everything I need.” Tomorrow will be the day. I know it in my bones.

Which is a surprise because she’s keen on ‘think positive’ or ‘self-love’ mantras. “What do you suggest I should do?” I asked curiously. “Be useless,” she said with a smile. “Until you’re not,” great advice. “Spend a day sulking and celebrating being useless. With your personality, I bet in less than thirty minutes you’ll be back on doing something useful,” she said now grinning. “And…” she said slowly drawing circles on my palm. “If you still feel useless by tomorrow, go to my room and I’ll give you something to work on,” the way her cheeks blushed after those words tells me she regretted it immediately.

Doesn't he ever give me a break? Me: You're going to have to stop messing with me. I had a bad day. It isn't funny anymore. Axel: I find you funny and interesting. Having eyes for me while fucking my brother. Me: Cut the crap, moron. Axel: Moron? Is that what you call my brother on a daily basis? It isn't sexy, honestly. Me: No sex for you today. You've been a bad boy. Axel: *sends a laughing emoji*

“Yeah. I mean, two days ago I was miserable for a second. But now? I feel like a happy, mentally stable walnut.” Sophie stared. “A walnut.” “Yes.” “That’s your choice of metaphor.” “Do you not see the vision?” “No.” “Wow. Okay. Fake friend energy.” She laughed again and nudged my knee. “I’m serious though. You do seem good.” I nodded slowly, playing with the edge of the mat with my fingers. “Yeah I think I just stopped caring about the stupid stuff.” “Good,” she said. “Because honestly, you’re too dramatic for sadness.”

“Someone’s in a mood.” “I’ve been doing suicides all day.” “What number are you on?” “Ten.” Daphne rolled her eyes and sat down opposite me. “Please, I did twenty today.” “Good for you,” I replied sarcastically. Instead of getting annoyed, she just laughed. “Man, you’re in a bad mood. Is there anything I can do to help?” I sighed and just like that her laughter broke my bad mood. “Sorry,” I said. “I’m being an ass; it’s just been a long day.”

It feels like I’m consuming the wrong oxygen to feel that I am alive. I managed to smile and wipe away my own tears. “Okay, that’s enough pity party for me today,” I said laughing at my own joke. Mila and Sophie seemed displeased with what I said but I shrugged it off. “I’m okay now,” I said. “Sort of.” I wanted to laugh when their foreheads crinkled while looking at me. I know, I’m not okay. But I needed to be one—the world wouldn’t stop just because I’m having a bad day.

He reached back in and brought out a box which he opened for me to see the largest, juiciest, most decadent chocolate-covered strawberries a girl could imagine. Thinking back on that day, it really ought to have been the best day ever. But there were so many more days to come—word of advice: never sell yourself short on your best day ever. Keep looking for that next best day and living for the future rather than reliving the past as your only good day. I still had a wedding to plan for and a whole life with this adorable, loving, romantic man.

“If I choose the job, I obviously can’t go back to my mom, though?” It took her few seconds before she sighed. “Yeah, it makes sense. Sorry, I got it from p*******t and thought it was a cool quote.” I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing. But failed miserably as she made an eye contact with me. I cracked up to the point she throws the sofa cushion right onto my face. “Shut up.” “It’s a cool quote, though.” “Fuck off.”

“Why are you laughing? Is my name that funny?” “How isn’t it funny? There’s a saying that the day will never understand the darkness of the night. Look at your name. Dayton Night? Are you the night that admires the light of the day? You’d better not admire the light of day anymore. Can’t you just remain in the darkness of the night?” She did not know if she had said something wrong or triggered his nerves. Anyway, the man’s languid expression changed at once.