Why is it that the best days are always so shortly followed by the worst? Now I am a woman of logic and statistics, I know that surely this can't be true, but it certainly seems to be the case here.
Yesterday was amazing. Work was incredibly fun, we got mcdonalds and everything, and then I spent my evening talking to my friend on skype, having a lovely bath and a cheeky glass of baileys.
Today, however, has not been so good. I woke up to find my alarm hadnt gone off, though luckily I was still in good time for work. But then at work, everything that could have gone wrong did. I won't go into details, since my company might kill me, bit needless to say it was just 'one of those days'. And now I'm with my best friend who is crying over her lost boyfriend, who has hardly been fair to her at all, and me debating whether to tell her that I need a hospital appointment, or that for the past few weeks I have been cutting myself.
Congrats to me, that's the first time I've ever admitted that to anyone. Not that that really counts as anyone. Now, to see what's taking her so long....
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