I am not going home anymore. Can you believe I was looking forward to it? So naive, so stupid. I didn't know any better.

They ruined my Christmas and they're ruining my birthday - might as well take New Year too. *exhales*

I really don't know why I bother with it. So stupid. I am so angry and so frustrated. Everything just comes screaming back to me and I keep thinking - I should have known better. Part of me - is going I told you so. You know something was going to happen, the picture, the anticipation was all too perfect, was all too much to ask for even just a day.

I am pretty structured person I hate when they just break plans but that's not even the driving factor as to why I am no