Yesterday was horrible. I was left feeling completely demoralised and incompetant due to a few measley place cards. Yes I know cowbag the first wants the event to be perfect but does it really matter if the edge of one letter ever so slightly over lips onto the bit you cut off?
Anyway it ended up with me practically in tears going back to Staples for the fourth time in a week to get more stuff. I'm sick of that place. I was on the verge of going home and ending it all - I really did feel that bad. Don't think it had helped that I'd not eaten and not slept.
Last night I got home and all I wanted to do was speak to Mr Flash but he's gone awol (typical!). He emailed me Monday to ask about my phone. I told him about the party. He asked if I'd slept with anyone (I hadn't!) and I flipped. So much for me trying to better myself and prove to everyone that I'm not slut. I guess he has reason to think like that but you'd think he'd have alittle faith in me. Anyway I've not spoken to him since.
I just want today to be over. I want this week to be over. I have a new housemate moving in at the weekend. She's great and it will be so so nice to have a fun girl in the house. Someone to have a glass of wine with on an evening!
Oh well back to the daily grind xxxx
2008-06-25 @ 08:21