I want to come out and play

Why is it that I always work on the prettiest days? I want nothing more than to be outside, cruising around town with the windows down, tanning, working out...life's just so unfair at times. What am I doing now? At work, with my bio review, studying for this god awful test I'm supposed to take this week. Gag me. I need a break, a serious break. All of this study and work nonsense is a bunch of bull. I have one of the worst migraines ever and no matter how much medicine I take, it seems as if it's getting worse. Wow...I sound like such a whiny bitch...let me stop.