I feel pretty shitty about something that happened today.

I was staying after class and waiting to speak with my art professor who was having a conversation with another student and a girl who had not been there for the lecture walked in while I was on the phone negotiating a ride. I turned around and politely asked her to move so I could walk to the professor’s desk and she started crying, I asked her what was wrong and she *Really* started crying. It seemed as if she was about to tell me but walked out of the class instead.

I had to leave without perusing her to see what was wrong because my ride was waiting for me. But I suppose thats bullshit and I could have made him wait for me, I could have chased after her. But I’m not even friends with her and maybe she wouldn’t have felt comfortable with spilling out what was waying down on her with me. I know that when I have felt like that, I had always been begging for someone to talk to…

I feel like shit for leaving before seeing what was wrong.