No, I don't hate you/don't want to fight you/know I'll always love you/but right now I just don't like you

So you know those days where you are just in a perfectly rotten mood and you take a walk to clear your head. Everything continues to go wrong. No matter what. Stupid trivial things that you shouldn't care about. Another speeding ticket. A bad test grade. A homesickly phone call home. A final break up with a boy that you don't want to matter to you. A fish dies. A depressing book. The last girl scout cookie in a box. The blue-screen-of-death in the middle of something you wanted to save. Little things that just add up and make you very frustrated with life. So you go for a walk to calm down before bed. You walk around campus and end up in the middle of the athletic fields. You lie there staring up at the stars and you tell yourself that you are crazy. There's no reason to be depressed because you are so lucky and could be so much worse off. And you start to get a happy healthy attitude about things. Things seem so much better and you are just so optimistic about the future. And you think to yourself: hell damn, self, it could be worse. it could be raining. and you look confidently towards the clear star-filled sky and sigh a happy sigh.

And then the sprinkler system turns on.