Remember Alexander? The boy of the Terrible, Horrible, No-Good, Very Bad Day?
Today, I felt like him.
I don't mean to be entitled. I don't mean to be selfish. I don't mean to be ungrateful. But I'd just HAD IT. Frustration built up over the past week was really getting to me.
If I was a crier, I would have cried. I'm more of a snapper than a crier, though, and I honestly didn't have it in me to snap either.
It was a rather out-of-person experience.
