Well, this is my annoyed face! Today has gone to pot. The plan was to get home from class, to a bit of uni work, go to my meeting and then get home in time to make a quick batch of cookies and bugger off to the cinema with my flatmates to watch james bond.
How it has turned out however, i got home from class, read Brisingr for over an hour, couldn't get a taxi to get to my meeting in time, so had to cancel it, only to find out the CDC only can see me on Wednesday as she is on holiday tomorrow, and now i have to stretch my packs out for an extra 3 days, 4 packs, 3 days, i am screwed. I get my packs monday-sunday, but luckily i have been bad this week, and missed 4 packs in my days, so i have some spare shakes and a leek and yacky patatoe left over. But no idea how thats going to work, considering tomorrow is my most horrid day at uni, in all day doing blasted BSL.
And to top it off, my mate has come down with a migrane and so we can't go watching James Bond. So i am now hungry, in a stinking mood and thinking about just having a chicken buttie and sodding it all!
Oh and i think i am developing a crush on my flatmate, which makes my life just that bit more fun, don't you think?
Stupid taxi's. All their fault i say!