today I was having a stressful day. A day in which if I could rewind a year I would text my three best friends and we would all hang out that night. A day that this hangout would probably have already been planned prior to my bad day happening.
I decided to inform my friends as such.
Me (to Laura and two friends): Today is the kind of day that I want to come to you all.
Laura: awe boo boo! Today’s the kind of day I might shit my pants.
Not quite the same sentiment.