sometimes embarrassing.

sometimes embarrassing.

So after a particularly unhappy event, which then led to a series of unhappy e-mails, which then led to a call to discuss the unhappy event, which led to more thinking about the unhappy event (more like events, I suppose), I sat around for a very good chunk of time crying.

And then, I realized my window was wide open.

I'm just grateful my curtain was drawn and that I live on the third floor.

It's embarrassing and a bit shameful, and I scolded myself for getting so emotional. I really hate crying. All it does is make your eyes puffy, dry, and tired, your nose runny, wears you out, and sometimes gives you a headache (and sometimes your eyelids are puffy the next day. . . ). Definitely not worth the trouble, but I suppose sometimes it can't be helped.

On another note, I wore my funny sweater today. I bought it in Chicago, and distinctly remember Joanne saying that it looked like an Asian baby sweater, and Julia laughing at it. I'm pretty sure someone said I'd never wear it. Well, it was cheap, I liked the color, and it felt nice, so I ended up getting it. I laughed when I put it on this morning; I decided to wear it to my practically all guy, ATEC class. While I was at it, I went ahead and wore gray leggings, a skirt, and magenta flats. Yes, it was a happy/silly/child-like ensemble, and I was amused/embarrassed to wear it. Surprisingly, none of the guys poked fun at me, which was kinda funny. Probably the only one who said something was my female professor whom I explained the origins of the sweater and etc.(she was equally amused).

The days feel really short now, and especially after crying, I realize how much time I've wasted. Today was a busy day, actually. With 3 hours of sleep, I woke up early to work on projects (to make up for lost time), had applesauce, went to class until 3:30, didn't get a chance to get lunch, took a quick 15 min. nap on my guitar before class, had my class, went to work till 7:30 (had a snack!), made a visit to "the apartment," and eventually, here I am working on school projects. Sometimes, it's enjoyable to be busy; it makes you feel productive and useful. Sometimes, it can get overwhelming. Thus far, I'm managing pretty okay (I'm just glad that FSA stuff has died down!), and hope that I can keep cramming things in a timely and respectable manner. Time is kind of silly, huh? I was also told today that we have 6 more weeks of school left. . . and there's quite a bit that needs to be done.

So. . . here's to hoping for the best, yeah?