Slight depression

Over disappointment @ myself.

It's just one of those moments where effort doesn't pay off; one of those moments where more effort could be made but no, that didn't happen; one of those moments where everything should have been clarified but not at the first moment, causing inevitable delay; one of those moments where you try to reassure yourself that "I didn't know about this hence I couldn't have done that" but deep down you know that there is a slight chance that you should know and reassuring yourself doesn't make things any better.

I think it's worse to disappoint yourself than to have others disappointed at you. 

I guess after saying so much about the other party, perhaps I am not any better myself. Who am I to criticise when I have not done everything right too. At least, he has his expertise. Me? Neither here nor there.

Maybe I'm suddenly just dreading Friday because I do not want to see that I have disappointed her.