Today's Fail

I was supposed to be at a choir concert tonight at a place. I drove there and I was spot on time. I was very proud of myself since lately, all I can seem to do is arrive 30 minutes late for everything. I arrived. Then I realized I didn't know where to go. Then I realized the only things I took with me were my license and car keys. No cell phone. I spotted Belle's truck, the golden ticket. I parked and walked right up to the door. Then I noticed it was locked. Then I noticed that I couldn't see anyone in sight to let me in. I walked around the building, searching for another entrance--none. Then I felt like crying. Then I tried to open the door again, hoping it would magically open for me. Then a moment of despair and failure happened. Then all of a sudden everything in my life came crashing down on me. I was dissapointed in my failure to follow directions, but then all sorts of little things popped up into my mind. How this week has been so hard already and it's only Monday... Then I did cry. Every single little thing that had piled up in my bucket was now spilling out in frustrated tears because this incident had caused it to tip. Then I walked to the car and drove.

I drove somewhere. I didn't know where it was. It was a random church parking lot. I sat there for a little while to cry. Then I proceeded to get onto 28th street where I drove up and down it. Then I laughed because I realized so much of it was worthless anxiety and PMS. Then I talked to no one in the passenger seat about everything in my life.

I walked up the stairs and told my mom the great news of my evening. She told me she had driven there to see me but got lost too so drove home. This was great. I then proceeded to make myself a second dinner consisting of microwaved marshmallows and two packs of hot chocolate in one mug of hot water.

Then, instead of trying to tackle FST little a good little psycho girl, I decided to not care and blog.