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Ugh.  A professor just made me look like a fool in front of an entire class.  That set me off and I walked back to Cowell half crying, half not.  I hate letting people see me cry.  I just wanted to make an announcement for stupid Slugbooks.  He let me do that, but immediately after told the class this wasn’t relevant because there was no required text for the class.  I apologized and the students all felt bad and reassured me that they still have two other classes, so it’s okay.  But still!  That was the straw that broke the camel’s back.  I was already balancing on the edge of keeping everything together but nope.  It’s just so frustrating.  I want to go home.  I don’t want to be here anymore.  I want to see Kyle.  I want a hug.  I want someone to go downtown with me tonight but everyone is busy or it seems like they’re avoiding me.  Fuck.  I’m just so frustrated!  And I’m tired.  And I’m now crying.  Four day weekends are going to be so difficult to deal with.  I just need something else to focus on.  I need someone to go to.  Why do I have to be seven hours away from everyone?