Day 17: I'm...I'm Not Usually Like This....

Now that I got some sleep...and some of my conciousness back.

 I really regret how horrendously crazy I've behaved this week.
(I mean...wtf was up with my last few posts..)

Normally, i'm quite reserved and quiet. Don't laugh. But people have been coming up to me and telling me how i've been acting...

I think this week...just really brought out the weird in me....

I just got back from the city for class. I woke at 2pm and was almost late for a class, so I couldn't really write about my Studio class like I said I would.

I did however, go back to the dark places of my mind, and unwillingly remembered what I did/said while I lived at 55 West 13th street and at the studio.

Its fascinating,trust me.

Again, I apologize for the giggling, singing bad 90's songs, and mumbling.

enjoy.

Things were normal for a bit...then I noticed my colleagues started to crack.

My other classmate, Fatima..she was having so many issues with rendering..It was fun to watch her..

Then..I started to lose it...

really..

really..

badly.

I ran out of food that I brought from home...(I wanted to save money and not buy food)

LUCKILY..other classes were having their final crits...and they always have food set up for them..

(everybody whose not even in their class takes their food...I feel bad..kinda..)

It was at night when food became an issue. I didn't want to leave my computer...and since it was late I didn't want to go far to get food.. So I was just going to starve til I couldn't take it.

I guess the girl sitting next to me saw/heard me mumbling to myself about food because this happened...

I suppose I was overeacted a bit...but I didn't care at the time. That cookie was freakin amazing..



She must have thought I was so pathetic...because she then asks me..



thats the sad part...I didn't even know her name..

Taking a shower became an issue for me, I'm the kind of girl that needs to take a shower everyday...I didn't want to bother my friend with my bathing needs, because she was busy too.

She was just messing with me but...yea..

Luckily her roomate came by to save me...before I made anyone sick

It was glorious. I felt like I could accomplish anything after that.

I can't believe some of the things I said...

this is what I apparently said, the night before the review..

I think I was honestly trying to ask him something then I forgot.

I wish I could have googled my sanity that night.

In the end, it was all worth it though. Everything went better than I expected.

I was tired, weirder than usual, but satisfied.

At the time, I was so happy to hear my professor say that..that I felt a urge to cry and hug him..

I don't want to know what he must have thought about me.