My parents told me were leaving at 7am, so I got up at 6. Now, I'm being told were not leaving till 9:45am. I could have slept an additional 2 1/2 hours, and now this means we won't get to our first pit stop till after 11pm.
I hope I don't work next Monday or Tuesday so I can go out of town I don't want to ask for them off since I have asked for a day off like the past three weeks in a row.
Maybe I should though since I have to work on my birthday
*sigh* This boring ass class that has an hour and 38 minutes left of it... This man ignoring me when all I want is us to stay friends... This lost in the middle of the road feeling... This lack of motivation that's been replaced with loneliness... This wondering of what I did wrong when I know I've done nothing wrong... These tears that are trying to fall from a dried up well... This search for him in others once again... This knowledge that I can't do anything to fix us this time... This disappearing act filling the stage again... This hope that I'll see him again one day... This loop repeating itself once again...This year can't end any sooner and neither can the next...
I don't want to ask for them off since I have asked for a day off like the past three weeks in a row. 
