I was having a hard time with yesterday. I woke up late, watched people die on film, and realized that for the last two weeks I've been sitting next to an empty chair in almost every class. Now that I have my wits about me I can better understand that waking up late only meant wearing a T-shirt, and slapping on makeup too fast. That watching people dying on film was good for me in a way [I'm still trying to justify that one.] And that sitting next to no one is no big loss and only ever something temporary. I know I've got friends at that there school, but I don't have to have a "best" there because, really, is it that worth it? It just leads to inevitable shit talking on both sides, and far too much "ssssh"-ing, and a diminishing amount of concentration. And who needs that?
Also. I need to floss.
