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So. I made plans today to go to the pet store with my friend and she was going to help me pick out fish to buy. I called her after she got out of class, and she was like 'oh, I have to buy this stuff for Sally because her show is tonight' so I was like fine, whatever, that's cool. We made an appointment to eat dinner at 5. I finished before she even sat down to start eating. Then we went to the show, which was fun. I was under the impression that we were going to go fish hunting after the show. And instead she goes out with a big group of people to Wendys. I don't want to be upset about something so trivial, but I've felt like crap all week and I was really looking forward to this one thing. And instead I end up fishless and crying in my room.
I'm probably just PMSing, but my fucking mood swings ruin everything. And I want to go home. And never come back ever.
I'm probably just PMSing, but my fucking mood swings ruin everything. And I want to go home. And never come back ever.