this isn't me...
i don't know what the fuck is wrong with me.
i don't miss things.
i don't forget to go places.
and i defintely don't miss classes.
this would be the second time i have forgotten to go to sandra's class.
only last time it was a class with other people and it was quite amusing to everyone (who was there... there were others who missed completley) when i accidentally stumbled upon the class about a half-hour in.
this was my voice lesson.
i'm at the viz now. bruce is in with sandra. dan is out here too. he's supposed to be working with bruce right now. i don't want to walk down that hallway with tears rolling down my cheeks. right by the history class. yeah... not so much. i feel like an ass. not only for missing, but now for sitting her in the lobby crying.
what the fuck has happened to me???
i don't miss things.
i don't forget to go places.
and i defintely don't miss classes.
this would be the second time i have forgotten to go to sandra's class.
only last time it was a class with other people and it was quite amusing to everyone (who was there... there were others who missed completley) when i accidentally stumbled upon the class about a half-hour in.
this was my voice lesson.
i'm at the viz now. bruce is in with sandra. dan is out here too. he's supposed to be working with bruce right now. i don't want to walk down that hallway with tears rolling down my cheeks. right by the history class. yeah... not so much. i feel like an ass. not only for missing, but now for sitting her in the lobby crying.
what the fuck has happened to me???