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Hmm, bit of a hell of a day.
Got up 6am this morning, went to Edinburgh for University Interview.
Went ok, am totally knackered.
Was feeling really quite positive until I got back and checked my email.
Best friend's dog has to be put down. I can't imagine what she's going through, and I really want to help. I've been informed she's gone camping.
So I feel kinda bereft, I want to help but I can't. If she'd only phoned me I'd have come running, I coulda been there by 4, but at 7 o clock (I just got back) its too late.
So I'm at my Dads girlfriends house, missed out on last day of school and now camping and supporting cause Dad won't go home till tomorrow.
I don't know if she even is camping. She could be anywhere.
Fucking worried, feel a bit like crying.
My happyish warm bubble has burst and left me cold and dripping.
I wish, I wish I was at home. Actually I'm not sure thats true either. Mum doesnt trust me anymore because I went for a walk at school. Why couldnt my interview have been a different day? If I dont get in this is all going to be for nothing.
I wish I was surrounded by the people I love,
But it's not The Wizard of Oz, My name isnt Dorothy,
And life's a bitch.
Feeling kinda fragile.
Here come the tears...
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Posted by Megzipie on 2008-05-09 14:14:52 | Rating: | Views: 42
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