Today sucked. I was feeling so down and distracted all day I barely got three hours of work done.

I went to Subway for lunch and a friend of a friend was behind me. I really like her and I'd love to be friends with her, so I started to say hello but then just couldn't do it. I couldn't make the small talk that would have been required. I just couldn't imagine pretending not to feel like crap. So it was a little awkward as we both pretended we didn't just meet ten days ago* and I leaned against the wall wishing I were home in bed. And that pretty much sums up my emotional state for most of the day.

I. Am. Going. To. Fail. This. Exam.

I have to just face that fact and spend the next three days frantically doing damage control. Like Hillary in NH; I just have to try not to lose by too much and pray for a miracle. And maybe cry a little over lunch and hope a professor sees me and takes pity.

Drew is taking me to a concert tonight (he got me tickets to see Mika as a xmas gift). Hopefully that will cheer me up and I can start tomorrow fresh and full of purpose and clear of all these emotions that keep dragging me down.

* It is, of course, extremely likely that Faith didn't remember me and that the awkwardness of the whole situation was completely in my own mind. Which, again, is a pretty good indication of my wasted neurotic energies lately.