breathe in...and out...

well i think the initial freak out session has ended. i have moved onto the "OH MY GOSH i cant believe i actually just did that" part of the program. actually that one is fading too. im moving slowly in the direction of damage control. send in the Men In Black and have them hose the place down, kind of thing. i have moved on to the "oops, i just messed everything up and now everything is going to be different and its all my fault." its a very comforting feeling. i like being able to take full responsibility for a situation. no questions who to blame, no one has to look at anyone else and say "was that you? or you? or was that me?" nope no i can freely come out and say, "this is my fault guys! hey everybody look over here at the girl who messed it all up!". ill be here all week to sign any piece of paper, article of clothing, or body part you guys would like to offer up for an autograph. it will be priceless one day everybody so get 'em while they're fresh. do you think i have worked enough self pity into all this? alright well self pity is a bad face to wear so lets more onto another one.

i hate this class. i know you all know this but i would just state for the record that i really hate this class. i think i have been out of there for almost a half an hour now. i feel slightly guilty whenever i leave. but the ironic thing is, get this everyone, that not only did i walk out of class because im bored, but im out here in the computer room working on HIS PAPER! how sad is that? his paper is more interesting then his class is. very sad. im depressed. oh well i better go find some chocolate. ready or not here i come!