Confidence

Whenever i think im going to have a bad day, something good happens, which makes it worse.

It makes it worse because, not only was i wrong, but everybody i told it was going to be a bad day, now has proof against me. 

 However, whenever i get a lot of confidence, somebody either looks at me strange, or something gets in the way of what i had confidence in, udderly crushing like a grape under a brick. The power level of the confidence-crushingness in the awkward stare is reinforced when theres more people.