Like a Preschooler Can Read Pride and Prejudice

whoops i've been neglecting my countdowns!

so it is 7:34am on thursday and i FINALLY finished that outline thingy. whoa it took so much longer than i thought it would. i spent about 2 hours just trying to condense my outline to 8 pages! it had turned out to be 13 pages and i was like hmm... that's 5 pages too much. took a lot of fragmenting of the sentence fragments. i hope he doesn't count off for that. i didn't outline the intro or conclusion either cuz yeah, i wouldn't have made it. hopefully he won't notice *ahem*. and my intellectual engagement sounds like a bunch of mixed ideas, but i don't remember him saying to make it into a full-fledged essay. so they're pretty much paragraphs of personal opinions. blech.

speaking of personal opinion, last night made me realize i must be a hard to person to read. i was packing up my stuff from the SWE meeting and Lissett goes "are you ok? what's wrong?". nothing was wrong, i guess i just looked that way. then i thought about it.... and many people ask that! just cuz i am quiet i look like i'm depressed/sad/not having a good time. i guess. i think people usually think that when i'm lost in thought. pensive. but am i really that hard to read? just because i'm not laughing or talking up a storm, something has to be wrong. not true i say. it just bothers me sometimes. then i overthink the situation when the other person casually forgets. but it's like... how am i supposed to change that? tape the corners of my mouth to my ears? maybe i don't show any emotion at all and people read me by what i'm saying. maybe i'm a robot. MAYBE i don't really exist....

hee hee. okay i haven't gone that far off the edge.