g oa oas
when life hits you with a giant wet sock and you're too tired to complain
My weekend was g oa oas. I had to clean my room, do my chores, and my brother kept stealing my snacks.
The movie was g oa oas. The sound was broken, the seats were uncomfortable, and the popcorn was moldy.
My math class was g oa oas. The teacher was yelling, the problems were impossible, and I had to do it all in my head.