I'm almost certain I bombed a test this morning. Of course, the last time I was certain that I bombed I still managed a 93%... but, I didn't know nearly enough about Haydn, Mozart or Beethoven. I've had a difficult time focusing the past few weeks, which made studying really difficult. However (and on a better note), I'm not as angry as I was recently... In fact, I don't know that I am feeling angry at all, as much as I am feeling burned.
It would all be much easier if I didn't work with her. Every time I turn around there is a new thing to digest... to swallow, feel burned, hurt, or whatever comes.
Today's drama comes from the fact that everyone is talking about her new boyfriend... I was the dirty secret that was kept from everyone.
Moral to the story: don't fall in love with date people you work with...