Today I was supposed to meet a friend about our project that consists of attacking an ususpecting country and trying to find a job there. cough Canada cough. At 11 a.m.

11:05 she wasn´t at the meeting place
11:10 it started to drizzle and wind was blowing like crazy
           The wind blew into a nearby fountain and I got an unexpecting shower.
11:12 I am feeling numb
11:15 random TV staff notices my solitary figure on the square and comes over to make an interview with me about the weather tomorrow
11:16 random TV staff buggers off, I am feeling dumb - how am I supposed to divine the velocity of wind anyway?     
           I become the idiotic blond star of today´s news.
           Next time I will pretend I am Finnish or something.     
11:20 my umbrella broke in the wind and scratched my forehead
           - if the TV people had come over now, I would have stuck the ex-umbrella into their nosetrils
11:25 I bugger off to catch the bus - no calls, no SMS form my friend
11:43 the bus leaves in front of my nose

I hid in a book shop and bought a book about history of ex-Yugoslavs in order to prove myself that my miseries are really nothing.

Where is this sarcastic bastard who is writing my life stories? I want to beat him/her/whatever into a bloody pulp.