...let's hope it doesn't develop into my week, my month, or even my year.
let me just rip the bandaid off quickly instead of drawing it out. i'm sick--can't breathe, can't sleep. i had to wake up at 6am. i was the only volunteer to run my business. i only had 3 of 4 students to run the business. a girl made fun of me to my face for the immaturity or indecency of texting. someone backed into my car in the parking lot. my second season of the west wing has two discs 1 and zero discs 2.
on the flip side though, the girl at arby's gave me 4 packets of sauce. so i guess that almost cancels everything else out.
you ever feel like you have a plan? and this plan is great. it's got all the bases covered. it's neat and tidy. it fits in a file folder with lil tabs (or post-its!). and the best part is it's for the good of others.
but then... then you realize:
you are the only one in the plan.