Today was the worst day ever.

I have been waiting for weeks for today so that I could talk to my missionary. I woke up at 5:45 this morning because I was so excited I couldn't sleep. I thought he was going to call me himself or I would be invited over to his families. Well neither happened. I would have been fine if he was just talking to his family but his best friend got invited over and got to talk to him. But not me. I had my hopes up so high. I'm crushed. It really broke my heart. I can't stop crying.

I know I sound dramatic but I'm dying without him.
I was counting on today.