I just got home from Rice University. It's a lot of walking. I parked at the Greenbriar/University Blvd parking lot and, no kidding, it's about a mile walk. Anyway, I messed up with my ILL and I had to go back to St. Thomas. On my way back to my car, after speaking with Matt, I saw a young woman walking towards me in a black formal dress. Oh, she looked pretty but don't all women in formal attire? Plus she also looked cold.

Note= For those of you that beleive me to be a good person, I have some bad news for you.

Anyway, as she came closer she looked up at me and our eyes met. She had her arms crossed in front of her, you know trying to keep from being too cold, and we smiled. For a split second I thought of giving her my sweater and walking her to her destination, but do you want to know what kept me from stepping up and being a man? I thought about how I had to go back to St. Thomas and fix what i had messed up on. I let my selfishness get in the way. I know that a young lady in formal wear should not be cold, for one, and also should not go anywhere without an escort. Hey, that's the way it works in the movies, ergo, it must be so.(HAHAHA) I messed up. I thought of myself. You may be thinking, she may not have accepted it or thought I was weird, but that's besides the point. In a situation like this, the thought alone doesn't matter. I'll feel bad for a while. What's going to bother me more is the thought, what if she gets sick? I know, I know, I'm a moron for letting this get to me, but there's a pride I have. Something that I've thrived on not being and this just leads me to think that maybe I am an idiot. Hopefully tomorrow I'll feel better.