I went to my counselor today to talk about something so simple for my schedule next year. This semester has been hard so I almost started crying talkin abt next year and he noticed that so we talked about it and then he changed the subject & it ended up being about my personal life. That 5-10 minute meeting turned into a whole hour and ended with a stream of tears on his desk. Oh, & some how he ended up talking me into signing up for softball again. So moral of the story, I should have just stayed in class. :))