"i'm having the day from hell, it was all going so well before you came..."
--the veronicas
so i got a text on thursday night from an old acquaintance asking me if i was free to go the sunday morning of general conference. me, having never been to conference before answered YES!!! of course. i have always wanted to go to conference and i was finally going to get my chance! the perfect way to end a bad week. he told me that he would pick me up at my apartment at 7:30 in order for us to be at the conference center by 9. i had a lot of homework saturday night so i didn't get to bed until about 1:30, but i still woke up at 6 (which, if you know me, is unheard of) and started getting ready to go to conference. i was so excited! i texted my friend at about 6:45 asking if he would still be here at 7:30 and i get a text that says, "no, i screwed up. i'm just getting to salina." this is the point where i started freaking out and it hit me that there was no way i was making it to general conference. i texted him and told him to turn around and go home because we weren't going to make it, but he insisted on coming and spending the day with me. all i really wanted to do was go lay in bed and wallow in my sadness about not going, but i had to entertain this guy that i haven't seen in a year instead. so, let's just say that i had an awful ending to a terrible week. it started with sickness, and ended with a huge letdown. here's to next week being better! :)
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