Sunday, Sunday, Sunday.
Words cannot explain how much I do not like Sundays. Negative and bad things seem to always happen to me on Sundays. Those are like the days of laziness, accidents, bad news, pigging out and arguing. Yep, you heard it. I just had an arguement with the boyfriend over petty things. I always end up losing the arguments. Argh. But good thing we are ok now. We also talked about my June visit. So prolly by tomorrow or Tuesday, ima gonna get me self plane tickets.