I should've known this was going to happen. At least- I knew, but I shouldn't have let myself hope that it wouldn't. Damn it! I fear I am becoming like Lord Voldemort- I hate depending on others when I already have a fixed ideal. (Of course this makes me hell for teamwork but shhh!) I am so hopping mad right now!!! Why did this have to happen? Now my entire Sunday night is ruined, and so is tomorrow, and so is maybe Tuesday. I don't know why I am getting so mad over what seems to be a trivial matter but it may be that I spent an ENTIRE AFTERNOON AND NIGHT -that is about 4.30 PM to around 7 or 8 PM- working hard. And look. I was so stressed that day I nearly cried when my mother tried to get me to eat dinner instead of check my mail because checking my mail had been the only break in about 3 or 4 hours. SEE! I knew it. I KNEW I SHOULD'VE ALLOCATED MORE TIME. And maybe done this alone. ALONE. Damn it!!!!Warning: the information above may prove insulting if you translate it back to a readable font. Therefore, I advise readers to just treat it as art. Silently appreciate the many exclamation marks that went into it, and find rest in knowing that the words "Damn it!" is indeed in there.