The Woes Of Attending A Potluck

The first half of the work day has passed by with not much commotion. Unfortunately, I feel like it's about to take a turn for the worst. In about an hour, every single faculty member in the Mechanical Engineering department, including our secretaries, and myself, will trudge on up to the Dean's conference room to partake in... A Christmas Lunch. Tis the season. I'm not so excited. I went to the union earlier to buy a small salad, coffee, and Diet Coke. I ate the salad already in the hopes that I won't feel hungry at all when I go up there. I have kind of mixed feelings about it, because I don't want to go up there and be the awkward girl in the corner not eating. I mean, honestly folks, who doesn't eat at a potluck? I'm thinking about maybe just staying in the office and being the designated sentry while everyone goes up, or I'll eat a little bit (if there's anything up there that's of any health value) and forgo dinner. Ah well. I might as well just not go, because I'm the youngest one there by like, at least 12 years. Not exactly thrilled by that either. I just feel abnormally fat today. Mother Nature decided to come visit this month, so I'm pretty pissed about that. I feel gross, I didn't do my makeup this morning, I'm stuck in an office by myself right now... I need a cigarette break. What else is wrong with my life?

Austin's and my apartment searching is going well, but really awful at the same time.
My uterus feels like it's about to burst into a million pieces.
My nails are starting to shred and peel every time I touch them.
My hair is starting to tangle into a rat's nest every time I wash it.
I have this nervous gesture where I peel the skin off from around my finger nails and it's really annoying because now my hand bleeds whenever I peel the skin. (Yuck, I know. Sorry!)
I think my shoes smell.
My finals are next week. FML.
I don't know if I'll be able to come to school next semester because I don't have $1000 to pay my bill from this semester.

I'm going to stop complaining now, because in reality this is all superficial. I'm not a selfish bitch, I promise... :-/

I must be an awful person.

On a sidenote, I'm thinking about beginning another ABC diet this coming Monday. It's been a while since I've done one. Maybe it'll kick my ass in gear.

I have no doubt I'm an awful person.