A Bad Day

So my bad day started last night. Last night I got an IM from Mike, who was supposed to come to Italy to meet me, saying he was not coming because of work. I got really upset and sad because I was very excited to meet him after having been talking for almost a year. After a while of talking to some of my friends and family I realized that he probably never even made plans to come. It made sense to me because he would never give me flight info when I asked him for it. So I decided to go to the hotel today and ask about it. However, I needed to sleep and go to class first. So I went to bed and had a hard time falling asleep because I kept hearing this motor noise in the wall and then a strange beeping. I finally fell asleep then was awakened around 7 am because of the construction being done outside and I kept thinking it was my alarm going off. On top of the construction, the wind was blowing so hard that the shudders were banging up against the building. My alarm finally went off and I got up and went to get lab work done. I then started walking to the fresco studio listening to my music in the freezing cold wind. It is strange how fast the weather changes here. It can go from being very warm to very cold literally over night. I got to fresco and drew out my next piece and then attempted to paint it. The painting was not going well because it was not being absorbed fast enough so the paint all mushed together. I started to get very frustrated with it because I was still upset and angry about last night and very tired and hungry. So my class and I went to get some lunch. However, my stomach decided to start hurting as I ate so I packed up and brought the food home with me for later. I finished the fresco and was very unhappy with it, so I didn't even bother to take a picture like I usually do. After class I took the bus home and stopped at the hotel Mike told me he was staying at to see if he ever made a reservation. I found out he did not and I left feeling livid. I went home and found out that my platelets are low which means I will probably have a treatment in the near future. So I made dinner and I am now talking to some friends online. I am supposed to go out tonight with Guiseppe. I am just waiting for his call to go. I actually hope he doesn't call because I am so tired, but if he does I am going out to get my mind off things for a little while. I just need some sleep and I will be better tomorrow I am sure.