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01:55 pm - rantyrantrant
I freakin hate when people waste my time. Right now, time=most precious commodity around here. I got done with my exam super early, and instead of staying on campus to study, I think, I'll go home, because I want to see Lena, and it's 12:30. So Whitney texts me around 12 asking me when I'll be home, and I tell her around 1 after my bus comes, and she says, okay, we're hurrying and eating lunch. And I think, okay, they're eating lunch at home.
Doesn't bother to tell me that they're out to lunch.
Or, that they're not going to be home until 2.
Which it is now.
And while I enjoy being at home by myself, it's not what I really had planned, because I don't focus that well at home, and I don't effing want to be here, and I need to go grocery shopping later, and I had time to do it now, but I didn't because I thought Whitney was going to be home with Lena soon.
I wasted...an hour.
Which isn't that much in the grand scheme of things, but right now, ruining my day. I know, I shouldn't let it, but it is. I'm done with my exam today, I'm crabby, and I want to play with my baby. Is that too much to ask?
Doesn't bother to tell me that they're out to lunch.
Or, that they're not going to be home until 2.
Which it is now.
And while I enjoy being at home by myself, it's not what I really had planned, because I don't focus that well at home, and I don't effing want to be here, and I need to go grocery shopping later, and I had time to do it now, but I didn't because I thought Whitney was going to be home with Lena soon.
I wasted...an hour.
Which isn't that much in the grand scheme of things, but right now, ruining my day. I know, I shouldn't let it, but it is. I'm done with my exam today, I'm crabby, and I want to play with my baby. Is that too much to ask?