I am just one of those people that I refer to as "social-boobs". I say the wrong thing at the wrong time and end up coming across either perverted, stupid or just down right bizzare. As long as I THINK BEFORE I SPEAK, I should be fine...every semester has gone fine before this...everyone will go fine after this. I just hate telling a bunch of adults, "please, dont lick/eat anything while in this room." No matter what tone you say that in, it sounds strange, its a fact of life.
I should note that A. My chair is still broken and B. I onceagain had HORRIBLE nightmares, soo bad infact I drove to my parents house which is a good 20 min drive in the middle of the night. The whole waking up thinking I am going to die thing is getting old.
Maybe I should order one of these "be not afraid" braclets and I would be less of a wuss...

Kathrine Reichert
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