A date not meant to be

Alas, fate is not on my side. It was decided that out of 52 weeks,
the evaluation would fall on this week
the gig would fall on this week
the official beginning of archi would fall on this week
...

Have I been too complacent? Arrogant? Selfish? Perhaps, but whatever the reason, this is punishing. Learning the hard way, that you can't have your cake and eat it. That things can't always go according to your desires. That august 12 was not to be for my friend and I. A date not meant to be.