Hey.
These few days have killed me inside. Seriously. Then I finish my campaign, I go for my speech, I'm done, that's it, no more presidential stuff.
Then all of a sudden the "Oh I voted for you!"s start coming out, and everything just dies. Like pouring effing liquid hydrogen over, say, a little fire, ready to give warmth and happiness.
Gone. All gone.
Even the fact that I'm married to Claris Ng doesn't help.

And I was in the parade square today, and more information about votes and disappointed EXCO members and presidency popped up. One moment I was talking to QiaoEn about House and what my Bronte House Comm members told me, and the next thing I know I was crying and freaking out because I didn't want to get into presidency and get kicked out of House.
I wasn't planning on crying at all.
And don't say you can't plan on crying, because you totally can. No joke.

"Who I am Makes a Difference."