Dear Awkwardness,

I missed you the other day. I got in the practice room elevator with my friend, as we were reluctantly on our way to a voice lesson neither of us wanted to go to. We joked about how it would be great if the elevator would just get stuck so we could have a good reason to miss the lesson. Who knew that it actually would break down? This potentially would be a situation that you would be a part of, but alas you missed out. I'm glad that I got a nice break from life while still being able to use my phone and internet. I could have stayed in there for a few hours and been really productive. It really was a shame that they got us out in only half an hour.

Catch you next time,

Rachel

Dear Awkwardness,

Apparently when I stay up too late it leads to having a less effective bad judgment filter.  And apparently you like to capitalize on those times.  Wasn't it bad enough that I wrote a comment on a course's discussion board that was interpretted in a hurtful way by a classmate?  Was it really necessary for the professor to print out a copy of the exchange and pass it out to the whole class and engage a dialogue about it the following week?  Yikes.  So yeah...no more homework at 1:00 am for me. 

Let's not meet this way again,
Allison