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UGH.  The last day or two has been just insane.  Last night I got an e-mail from my painter teacher asking how I was doing, since I had skipped class about 6 times at the point.  She mentioned that failing her class results in 4 absences.  I cried for awhile, beating myself up about how stupid and selfish I had been.  I didn't go to class not only because I didn't want to sit in it for 3 hours, but because I'd go and often feel really inadequate with my minimal artistic talent.  It's rough being in a class where everyone has beautiful artwork except for me!  It made me upset sometimes, and I thought it'd be best to just avoid going, period.  I did e-mail my friend from time to time asking what assignments I could do, and for the most part, turned them in.  Well, I was freaking out all night, crying, praying, and beating myself up about it.  If I don't pass the class, I don't graduate.  Basically, I just screwed myself and Zak over.

But, as luck/fate/God would have it, my teacher is actually an extremely caring and wonderful lady and she is not going to fail me.  I explained my situation and we worked it out, and I only have two additional paintings to make up and then I will be ok.  I told her I'd be ok with a C for the semester, I am at that point where a C is an A to me.  So thankfully, that is all sorted out.

I was having an ok day until my printer ran out of color ink while printing off a big assignment for my art history class.  I decided to go up to the school to print out the rest of it.  But when I arrived, I discovered that my external hard drive cable usb cord thing had broken, leaving a bunch of wires out in the open.  I tried to fix it and hold it down, but it didn't seem to work.  Frustrated, I walked home.  I (think, hope) found a replacement cord on ebay for like 5 bucks, and hopefully it will get here soon.  I grabbed Zak's smaller jump drive and headed up back to campus.  Luckily, it's only about a ten minute walk, but it's about 30 degrees outside and I was pretty pissed at this point.

I got to the copy spot place and the computer wasn't recognizing my usb thing.  The guy came over and we tried something different.  (I wish I had known that earlier, because I probably could have held together the wires on my external hard drive long enough to copy the files I needed to that computer, but nope.)  And then some of the fonts weren't the same (ugh) so I had to fix that.  Then the pages weren't printing, so I had like, 3 guys helping me, and it finally worked out, but I was just so annoyed at this point.  $10 later, I walked home with everything I needed. 

Yes, it got all worked out, but GEEZ it was such a pain in the butt.  Plus Zak is gone and his phone battery is really low so I don't know where he is and when he'll be home and I'm hungry and just BLAH.

Graduation couldn't come soon enough.  Ten more days.