"at the end of the day"

[omnia_mutantur]

t minus fuck.

well, apparently, my eagerness to get a firm date when the original confusion arose availed me not in terms of arriving at an accurate date.

it's now next friday not next monday.

and i certainly don't feel like restarting the count.

in fact, all i feel like doing is crying. so i shall.

why can't i be a adult and handle disappointment like a rational person? why do i have to be this way? i take every single precaution i can not to get myself into positions where i have to deal with this aspect of my personality, because i hate it, because it makes me feel weak and pathetic. and guess what? even when i try, i can't.

fuckityfuck.

Comments

*many hugs*

[greylady.livejournal.com]

I don't think rational people actually exist... or... that's the conclusion I'm coming to. I'm sorry that the count is all fubar. It's okay to feel sad and dissapointed.

I'm a little pouty for you right now, too. :(

*more hugs*

[lilithchilde.livejournal.com]

It would be unhelpful to say "that's only four more days," wouldn't it? I mean it in a consoling manner, however. While I don't think your reaction is so very unreasonable (in the least, really), I also think you'll be able to survive, yeah? Maybe I can help a little, in my own way: I come bearing many hugs this evening. :)

[lilithchilde.livejournal.com]

That definitely sounded less sensitive than I meant it to. Argh. But what's said is said, I suppose, and you know I didn't mean it that way.

[semiprecious.livejournal.com]

Just try and not look at it as an omen from the universe at large, and keep it more as an omen from attorneys who almost never hold fast to any kind of date that's set unless they're nailed to it.

It's almost over....and then it will be all the fun stuff.