Really.
For some reason every little detail about today has been brilliant. From the timing of the weather to the poofiness of my hair. This is unusual for me (I apologise in advance for the whining), nothing ever goes right for me.
I knew something had to go wrong, nobody gets a day this perfect. Then I got a letter from a college that I applied for (read my last post). They gave me the usual rubbish saying thank you for attending the interview and stuff, then said that I didn’t get in. I knew I hadn’t gotten in anyway, not down to intelligence (I’m a genius), but other random factors. It was the course that I least wanted to do anyway, so I really don’t mind being turned down, in fact I’m quite glad.
Seriously, universe, you’ll have to do better than that to spoil my day.
Wait, I probably shouldn’t say that right before I go to visit someone in hospital.
Update: The universe wasn’t pleased with my comments about it’s work. Now I can’t go to see my little niece in hospital. Well played universe, well played.