when people are talking to me... awkward. Though, gladly she was at the other sinks not looking my way (unless she saw me in the mirror--unlikely). I hope she keeps talking to me... at least keeps up with the 'good night' as she leaves. :\
On another subj/person: I feel guilty. They really shouldn't give me roommates... I have this power to make them NOT TALK--don't control this power, don't want it-- but it happens, all the time. Yeah, I know that I don't talk, either. Don't need to be told the obvious.
There goes fear again. Controlling me and taking me down.
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