Hoo boy...
For the record...this is the most awkward night of class I've ever experienced. More awkward than the first night of this class this quarter. I almost feel like walking out. Almost. What's the point? What is the freakin' point of trying to work out all this garbage? Just let me go home to work on my paper which aparently got a horrible grade. I don't care anymore! Just let me get through the next two weeks without breaking down! ::sigh:: Grad school wasn't supposed to be this....dramatic.