Well, there goes /that/ idea.
I should never get my hopes up, really. Because anytime I plan for something nice, just for me, it goes all fucked on its head.
For instance-
I got this $100 temporary Visa card from my brother for Christmas. I've been saving it, trying to decide what to use it on. So now that I've finally figured it out, I wanted to get new shoes for the gym, some new clothes maybe, hair dye, and maybe some new make-up. And what happens? I pull out the card to see if I have to do anything for it, and I need to activate it. I think, okay, no problem. Well, you need the activation code on the receipt to activate it, and you know what? My brother threw it away. Like, the week after Christmas. So I've been holding onto this card, thinking I have this extra hundred bucks, and its worth nothing.
God. I just want to cry, or something. Because I can never just do something nice for me. I always have to put my horse first, then my car, then the rabbits and guinea pig, and the dogs, and everybody else. And then me. And I JUST WANTED SOMETHING FOR ME GODDAMMIT.
*goes to cry*
For instance-
I got this $100 temporary Visa card from my brother for Christmas. I've been saving it, trying to decide what to use it on. So now that I've finally figured it out, I wanted to get new shoes for the gym, some new clothes maybe, hair dye, and maybe some new make-up. And what happens? I pull out the card to see if I have to do anything for it, and I need to activate it. I think, okay, no problem. Well, you need the activation code on the receipt to activate it, and you know what? My brother threw it away. Like, the week after Christmas. So I've been holding onto this card, thinking I have this extra hundred bucks, and its worth nothing.
God. I just want to cry, or something. Because I can never just do something nice for me. I always have to put my horse first, then my car, then the rabbits and guinea pig, and the dogs, and everybody else. And then me. And I JUST WANTED SOMETHING FOR ME GODDAMMIT.
*goes to cry*