Needless to say, this break started out on the wrong foot. However, I'm going to try to make the best of it. I've already been an asshole, though. I didn't call Britney or Dangerfield, and I miss them both so much. I need to get ahold of Shane and Annie too really badly. Not to mention I have a fucking 10 page paper to write and I couldn't pick up the rough draft and get feedback on it because I couldn't get out of the fucking dorm because of the aforementioned incident, which means I also couldn't turn in Faith's paper for her, couldn't meet with my Journalism adviser, and almost missed my fucking bus home. God, I want to scream myself hoarse.
The only thing that's good about today was the food at Red Lobster, and the conversation with Matt. A lot of venting on both sides, more from him than I but that doesn't really matter. I think it really helped him to get it all out too, because he was laughing and jovial afterward which makes me feel better. I can go to sleep on a positive note, at least. I love that kid, I do.