look right through me, walk right by me...

Email from a professor: "We missed you in the second half of class last night. I hope all is well with you."

Yeah. You obviously didn't miss me TOO much, professor, because I WAS THERE AND I TALKED TO YOU. Gaaaaah. Seriously, second class in a row that this is happening to me. Am I that completely unremarkable?

I think I need to do something to my hair. Dye it brighter, cut it shorter, put in a pink streak? SOMETHING. Something has to happen. Maybe some funky glasses, too. I AM SO ANNOYED.