sigh

Well, went to cover the book release today with my friend. As usual, with her around, I had fun. they are such people, my teachers, although I made a crass fool of myself before one (and HE was most understanding, as he usually is). SHE was as lovely as ever and I conversed like a normal human being with my teachers (a rare occasion), without going into convulsions of stupidity induced by a kind of pathological shyness. Really really hope will not make a hash of the art.
Apart from that, another gent I'd written about kept messaging again and again.
Another day passed on a worried note. A potential employer hasn't replied to my mail. Am really quite desperate to get started. preferably with something that I will like doing. If this ain't gonna work out,I'd like to know soon so that I can go aheaf and try to shape some of my other plans.
Am I really such a pathological fool? looking at me, you probably would'nt know. Or may be you will? Which is the really scary thing.