umm...

i finally told a coworker about how i've been feeling. i don't share stuff with coworkers, and well, i did. it all started with me asking how she was doing ever since part of her house caught on fire, and then when she asked me how i was, and i told her. i almost cried in front of her. i'm glad i keep this blog private because i feel like i reveal too much when i write at work.

anyways, we talked about a lot about what was going on with me for a bit, and of course i just had to ask her if she ever got a pink slip, and she said no. i told her that i would be getting one, and that even though it does not necessarily mean i will be let go, it still is an unsettling feeling to know that there is that possibility that i might.

i've decided to not go to class (again) tonight. i'll probably drop in and talk to my professor and tell him...something. i'll take my quiz and tell him i'm going to try my best to keep coming to class, but if i don't have the motivation...what's the point?