G.+Narritive+Essay

__ My Worst Day  __ I wish I could say it was another typical day, but it was not. Usually on Valentines Day, I do not really pay attention to the pink, white, and red flowers that girls hold in their hands or the cheesy kisses and smiles they seem to display. This year, love is all I saw, and for once it made me sick, yuck! I guess that is because I was experiencing a terrible day. No one surprised me with anything, I didn’t get any down time, and the little things really got to me.

For as long as I can remember my mom has given me special things for Valentines Day. Not this year. This year I did not get anything; no heart shaped pancake or doughnut, no candy, and no card. I did not think much about it until the end of the day when my mind was focusing on the little things, but we will get to that later. I knew that my boyfriend didn’t like Valentines Day, but I did not know I wasn’t going to get anything. I know it might sound shallow and that love is not tangible or based on material things and I believe in that, but it is nice to receive a gift. At least I softened the blow by not expecting anything to begin with. This, underneath it all, might have been the start of my terrible day. I intended on having a great day anyway, only because I woke up really happy and positive which unfortunately is rare. It seems to be the little things that really get to me. I started experiencing bad back pain; this is normal except this time it was excruciating. I tried to “tough it out,” but it just wasn’t working. I decided to call my mom to bring me pain medication. I did not think I would get yelled at and hung up on. My mom has never ever blown up on me like that. It was her first day off in months but I really did not feel well. My mom yelling at me made my day fall apart. I started crying and was very angry. On top of that, people in the hall way were bumping into me, knocking books out of my hand, and rushing past me. I had a test that I completely forgot about, and I do not think I did too well on it. Even after all of these events, one right after the other, I still had to attend fittings for the school fashion show. I had scheduled fittings at Bahama Shop and Dillard’s. The scheduled times were only two hours apart and traffic did not help. I was upset that I could not spend time with Jarren on Valentines Day, but I had no choice. The fittings were very stressful. Apart of being on the merchandise committee is tell girls what is appropriate and what is not. That did not always go too well. While the girls were trying on their clothes all I could think about is how much happier I would be if I was spending the rest of my day with Jarren, especially after a horrible day. Instead I was stuck at Dillard’s until eight ‘o’clock at night putting back at least one-hundred dresses with only one other girl on the committee helping. By the end of the night my feet were hurting and I was completely drained from the day’s events. I did not eat much that day either because there was no time to eat. I was well into accepting my day could not get any worse, and thank God I was right When I got home I decided to check my Facebook. On my Facebook wall Jarren left sweet posts’ about why he loves me and that he was sorry that he couldn’t make my day better. Such a small and meaningful gesture mended the day’s brutal episode. What was left of my night consisted of talking to my sweetheart on the phone and savoring every bite of dinner. Valentines Day wasn’t the best, but having such a bad day taught me to really cherish the good ones. At the end of the day, bad or good, there is always something to smile about.