Nothing to Pour

Sometimes I just want to grab him by his beautiful hair, look pointedly into his eyes, and scream “I love you, you idiot, work with me here!”

And at other times I think of some sort of romantic way to do it, like in the movies. 

But I can’t even get him to see me outside of class! I’m in one of those horrific non-relationships via phone calls, texting, in class, and walking a bit after.

I’m one of those women.

I want out, and whether it’s with or without him, I can’t take it anymore!

It’s a pity that plans do not always turn out well.  Indeed, it seems that many times when a person is reliant on others that plans do not turn out at all.  Sadly, in this case, my own dear guardian is the cause for hardship on this day.  For I shall now miss one of my greatest friend’s birthday party (not only her 21st, but her first party ever) and I have also had to let another friend down, as they were to travel with me.

And so I end my day watching The Madness of King George, trying to enjoy Nigel Hawthorne’s portrayal of lunacy.

But it’s as Robbie Burns said, “The best-laid schemes o’ mice an’ men gang aft agley, an lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain for promis’d joy!”