Everything just seems to be going wrong. I blame tiredness and hormones for a lot of it but today things just got too much. I was meant to be meeting a friend in Winchester for lunch but she bailed on me and forgot to let me know. This annoyed me a fair bit as I had come back from University specially. So I asked one of my Mum’s best friends (who, as my brother and I like to say, is a Desperate Housewife) to join me. This was all very well for her as she does nothing with her days and has no children to worry about. Personally, I would be bored if I were her. But anyway, that is beside the point. She was finicky over the bill. She does not need a job, I am a student. People who are tight with money especially when they don’t need to be piss me off. Enough said.
Moving on.
I got back to my car and went to pay for my ticket. But I could not find my ticket. I searched high and low, all through my clothes and all through my purse. Nada. There was nothing I could do except pay the £15 fine for a lost ticket. Again, I plea, I am a student. I do not have £15 to waste on a lost ticket. The most annoying thing about it is that normally I am so careful with my tickets; I put them next to my cards in my purse. But today I didn’t. Oh WHY didn’t I? £15, gone.
I finally got home and cried. Well, actually it was a bit of a tantrum because every now and then I need to let rip. The house is dusty from the building, my Mum was in a bad mood and I’ve given her my cold and the cat hadn’t wiped his bottom properly and had left a dribble of something disgusting on my bed. I needed a hug and a howl. I got the latter.
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