Face forward. Move slow. Forge ahead.

Yesterday sucked. SUCKED. Until I started drinking, that is.

I don't know what my deal was yesterday, but I really could not keep it together. I guess I had kept things bottled up during the past few weeks, and yesterday once I was finally finished, it all came spilling out. Literally.

I was in the MA teaching fellow offices and everyone started talking about our comprehensive exam. I really started to doubt whether or not I passed and myself. I started crying in front of everyone.

For the rest of the day, whenever someone asked me if I was okay, I started crying again.

I have a habit of crying at inappropriate times. And it pisses me off. I have days where I just can't stop myself, no matter how bad I want to.

The real icing on the cake was when I stopped by FP to pick up some tea before going home. I thought that I had finally gotten it together. But then coffee guy saw me and immediately asked if I was okay. Out come the tears again. I was so embarrassed. He gave me free tea, and I left before I could make a further ass of myself.

I met CK for dinner and pear sangria at Zocala. Yum. CK has a knack for making me feel better. She's also a big reason why I'm reconsidering the move back to NC. When I add in the fact that Sunshine, Katie and L. are sticking around too I have pretend conversations with my Mom where I break the news to her that I'm staying here. I need a job!

We stopped off at Harry's for another drink but the cute waiter wasn't there. I should go back.

I ended the night at the Last Drop with some friends from the department. I had quite a few beers and forgot my troubles for a while.

Luckily the effects were minimal this morning; I spent the day grading at FP.

Coffee guy made me go behind the counter to get my own water. I'm going to help myself to a cookie next time. :-P

I ran into SAB again today as well. We actually had a 10-minute conversation. Shocker.

I have big plans to drink and grade this weekend. Now that we're done (pass or not), and most people are gearing up to leave, we're taking advantage of Boston's many bars. Dancing at a gay bar, karaoke, and drunken debauchery are in the works. As one of the other girls from the program said - "keep the MA love train alive."

Oh yeaaah.

Now that I've gotten the crying out of my system, I'm ready to have some fun, bitchessss.