Apr 02, 2005 14:24
I have never been one to subscribe to the word hate, but I am now realizing what a useful word it is. After the last few days I have had I am truly begining to understand the meaning of the word hate. For starters I always have the worst luck with April Fools crap. Last year my boyfriend at the time had to go to New York for a team handball tournament during the weekend that was around April Fools and I found this out the day before on April Fools night. Oh and that weekend would have part of a five day uninterrupted time for us, but it was cut down to a couple of days. This year's April Fools weekend rolls around and my current boyfriend could not find a ride home from school. We had ton's of great plans, and now one will never happen and the other's would have to be postponed. I did horribly on a placement test for school, and what get's me is that I recognized all of the problems, but for the life of me could not get them done. And to top this fabulous weekend off I had a the worst day at work possible. All I want right now is for Thomas to be here and cuddeling me or a glass of wine, but I will not be getting either of those.