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Well I got a terrible shot that made me sick, James is on tour and doesn't come back until the weekend (hopefully). In the midst of transferring all my shit to CCBC they "lost" a class and I had to hunt down the dean of the department of art, he wasnt there, so i called on my way to work, left a pathetic shameless begging type message and ended up showing up for work an hour or so late. I cried in front of a little kid because i suck, so now i'm drinking really gross raspberry tea and i have to go to Trade Secret (which I hate already on my 2nd day back) in an hour. I slept for about 4 hours last night and I have to work and pack everyday this week. I've never felt this miserable in my entire life.