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oh man. cursed by the redness again.

i sat next to prof. hottentott again today in class. no spitting out seeds this time, however. i am too nervous for my own good, though. i could have taken the opportunity that we finished 15 minutes early to "chat" with him about what we had just seen. unfortunately, i was too wrapped up in looking at his hands again to really think about what was being presented. it was some commie propoganda from the GDR in the 50s. how much could i possibly say about it??

ugh. and people were filing out and i had to pass quite close to him in order to [reluctantly] file out m'self...and did i say "oh soooorry..." in a honey-dripping, god-i'm-not-sorry voice? no. no i didn't. i think i made some sort of sound. not quite a squeak, not quite a grunt. probably somewhere in between.

kill.me.now.!!

so i have my presentation on thursday, and this is it, man. i really have to come off as supahfly or else i am toast.

maybe he'll have to torture me.

*stop it, stop it, stop it. you want to NOT be red, right??*