Cinco de Marcho

I woke up this morning and I looked at the little box in the bottom right-hand of the screen saying that it was the 5th of May.
I felt like such a fool who was unaware about a party going on. I hate when Holidays sneak up on May, especially ones that I lived in the country that hosts the holiday in question. GOODNESS!

Yeah…It took me about 20 minutes to realize that I was not Cinco De Mayo. Really it was Cinco de Marzo and it means nothing in the world. I honestly wish that they would get the hell rid of the 5th of March. Why? IDENTITY THEFT! Goodness.

Mostly it’s because I got dressed wearing white, green and red. When I realized that it wasn’t Mexican Independence day  all of this was no long valid and it made me upset.
So I just got undressed and went back to bed. Now I probably won’t do anything for the rest of the day. Cause that crap is depressing.



One thought on “Cinco de Marcho

  1. There’ve been times I’d thought Wednesday was Thursday, but I’ve never forgotten what month it is, except for the very end when I can’t remember if it’s 30 or 31 days. I don’t think I even have a white, green and red combo in my closet. I can go shopping today and I’ll be ready in plenty of time for May!

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