Guilty

So now I'm gonna post on ME. and just me. because I need to clear this guilt from my mind. There's this guy in both my accounting and statistics class who skipped just two classes and asked me for notes. The first time I didn't mind, but the second time...I admit I was a bit annoyed. I don't know why; sometimes it feels like I can't control my emotions. I hate that. I hate getting annoyed, hate being mean and thinking things. WHY DOES THAT HAPPEN? Someone please explain it to me. So anyway, today in the beginning of stats class I asked him if he understood the accounting problem given in class, but because class was starting, I told him to continue our conversation later. At the end of class, he handed me a sheet of paper that said "I love you".













LOOOL. Okay, of course that really did not happen. I think I've been watching too many romance movies on DirectTV. And to make it clear, I'm not...in like with anyone.

But he did hand me a sheet of paper writing down in detail the part I didn't understand. It truly made me feel regretful but also surprised at the same time. Regret for feeling annoyed thinking he didn't understand how long it actually took to scan my notes and email it to him (the scanner had problems). Surprised because now that I look back, I see how he was scribbling things down hurriedly and flipping through his notebook to write down notes for me, while also trying to concentrate and take notes on stats.

Maybe he did it during stats because he didn't want to stay after class. THANK GOD THOUGH. Because I didn't want to stay any longer in class either.

Man, tomorrow during the exam, if I understand and do well on it, I'm gonna be thanking him over and over again in my head -- during and after the midterm.