Bad day...

Yesterday I had a day of that which you would like to shot yourself, once, or maybe twice. The truth is that I don't know if it could be worst. In the morning, I had to go to the doctor to take some analysis results... and they had one of them, but they don't had the other one. My doctor is a little bit heavy, she really broke my head. I went out of there angry, I had really whishes of kill somebody and thinking that I need really the analysis on 20th. We will see.

I couldn't concentrate myself in nothing during the hole day. Then, the time to swim arrived. It was horrible. Suddenly, I felt extremely tired, and I can't get. I couldn't swim, I needed to stop each little time because my body was going down. When I was swimming in crawl, the water entered by any place. I don't know, U could'nt take breath. " Are you ok?"- Asked me the instructor. I didn't know what to answer. "She is tired! Isn't it, Ana?"- Told one of my partners. In fact, I haven't done the ridiculous enough yesterday. When we had to made an exercise, (the last one) on foot, I staggered. I couldn't really keep my balance.

In addiction, my "friend", when we met then of swim, asked me to go out first, (As always) because she only want to met boys. Fantastic!

Only a mail makes me smile some minutes during the day of yesterday...