The Bitch with Coffee Breath

I apologize from the bottom of my heart for not writing yesterday. Lmao

Anyways, long story short, I gave in to Andrew’s messages and I answered him. Since then, we have been sort of arguing back and forth about how we treat each other. While some of it seems productive and good, other parts seem like we are just fighting to fight. Anyways, I feel so much better now that I’m talking to him again even if it will all go to shit again in a matter of time.

Yesterday I went to both of my classes and then Taco Bell with Vic. I have really learned how to participate in class which is something I’ve never done before and even though I feel weird sometimes, ultimately it feels good to be seen as a good student. My professor in my teaching seminar seems to like me. 

Today I woke up with no energy. I made the coffee too strong today, but did not notice til I was in class drinking it. Vic mentioned later on that it was too bold for her too. I always forget to bring gum or something to chew after I drink my coffee so then I spend everyday in small group discussions trying not to breathe in anyone’s direction in fear that I’d end up being that bitch with coffee breath.

My old art teacher from ninth grade always had the worst breath because he smoked cigars and drank black coffee. He would lean over my shoulder to critique my work and even my eyes would water from the terrible smell. Terrible terrible terrible.

Later in the day, I met up with Vic at Starbucks and we ate a late lunch together. I have been arguing in depth with Andrew all day. I think this is mostly good for us. 

Maybe I’ll write more tonight if I feel like it because this entry was admittedly a little lame.

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