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  • November 17, 2005 - 3:49 p.m.
    <Strong Modern Woman, right?>

    Today I cried in the middle of Desktop Publishing class. I was late for class because I ran back into my apartment to do something, and missed the bus, and then when I found a parking spot the meter would only take quarters so I had to drive around until I found another spot. I got to class ten minutes late, and listened through the door. I thought that I heard Dr. Esrock talking (turns out it was someone giving a presentation), so I figured that the presentations hadn't started yet. I jiggled the handle and as he was opening the door, even before he opened it and until I sat down, he was screaming at me about how rude it is to come in during someone's presentation. Then I started crying and then I started thinking about Charlie in the hospital, for god knows what reason. Then I really started crying, but I couldn't leave again and cause another disturbance after he'd just screamed at me in front of everyone. No one around me had a tissue, so I had to blow my nose into my glove, which was less than hot. I gave my presentation, and that actually went really well and I think he really liked what I'd done. After class, I apologized to the guy whom I'd interrupted. He said that it didn't matter at all. I was waiting to apologize to Dr. Esrock, but then other people kept waiting. I sat a computer and pretended to be checking my email so I wasn't just sitting there staring at him. He came up to me and scolded me again, but gentler this time, and he said that he knows I'm not always late but I was very inconsiderate today. I opened my mouth to say something, but then the tears just came again and I couldn't make a sound, and he was already out the door. I got up to run to the bathroom to calm myself, and almost ran into him in the hall. He asked me if I was okay but I just nodded and ran away from him to cry in the bathroom. It was so horrible.

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