posted 2006/09/06 at 22:53
Yesterday I got to see my counselor at school for the first time in four months, and we just barely scraped the surface of all the shit that went down in that time. Especially given that I may not necessarily be hired by UT to teach spring semester, I'm going to try to meet with her as often as I can over the next few months, to try to figure out just what to do.
Unfortunately, my counselor basically confirmed to me that I didn't handle the worst situation of the summer the way I should have. I'm going to have to deal with it here soon, and in the process I may once again throw away what tiny hopes of possible friendships I may have. Have I mentioned lately how I fucking HATE always doing the right thing?
If you'll excuse me, I think I'm going to go vomit now.
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