There aren't really any loud noises around, but I wish there were. And that it was me making them. Noises like GRRRAAAAHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!! I'm kind of annoyed. Well, very annoyed. You know that holiday that I mentioned in my last post? Well, it took ages and a lot of pain (alot of pain? I wonder what that would look like...). Mental pain. We went from 10 people going, to 9 people, to 8, to 7, 6, 5, 6, 5, 4, 5, 4, 3, 4, 5, 6, 5, 6, 5, and we stayed on 5 just long enough to actually book the bloody thing after the last person had confirmed that she was 'deffo not going on holiday now'. It's booked. The flights to Manchester are booked. The hotel is booked. It's all paid for. FOR 5 PEOPLE. Today, she turns around and says, 'Oh! Well, my mum says I can go on holiday now. Isn't this great?' NO IT'S FUCKING NOT!!! DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND HOW HARD IT WAS TO PIN PEOPLE DOWN ENOUGH IN THE FIRST PLACE TO GET THE FUCKING THING TOGETHER??? YOU TOLD US ABOUT FIVE TIMES THAT YOU COULDN'T GO, YOU FUCKING CONFIRMED IT. HOW THE FUCK DO YOU THINK WE ARE GOING TO CHANGE THE ENTIRE THING SO YOU CAN GO??? WHY THE FUCK DO YOU THINK WE WANT TO?? Granted, you're our friend and we'd love to go on holiday with you, but WHY THE FUCK DID YOU NOT SAY YOU WANTED TO GO WHEN YOU HAD THE FUCKING CHANCE AND BEFORE WE BOOKED THE FUCKING HOLIDAY????????
*breathe*
I'm sorry. I don't usually rant and swear in caps. It's just a little irritating.
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