JESUS LOVES ME BUT MY TA DOES NOT.
so there's this class, islam in asia, and i don't so much always go. i especially didn't so much go last week, at all. or this morning. because it is that bad, and i have a b+, and it is still possible to study and do well. today, i am on the phone standing outside of a random building on broadway, and who walks by but my ta? and i did not go to class today. he narrows his eyes at me, takes his hand out of his pocket, points his long finger at me, and shakes it. shakes it hard. shakes it like a polaroid picture, if you will. and he wasn't even joking. i got so embarassed and worried that he was going to fail me, that i did the stupidest thing ever. oh my goodness. i coughed. i coughed. right there, just coughed, tried to pull off sickness. then he shook his head and walked away. i am so embarassed. i dread thursday. oh my. this is me making bad decisions and paying consequences.