I stood up. It was all too much. I could not even meet my own expectations, and to be asked to deal with all theirs too was suffocating.

I sighed; as comforting as it may be to some of us, sarcasm, like youth, is wasted on the young.

I mean, really: what kind of person could possibly dislike me?

And as we should all know by now, anytime you predict failure you have an excellent chance of being right.

Because I am an inhuman monster, I tend to be logical.

I was filled with dread at the thought my mind had skipped town and left me behind to pay the rent." --Dexter

Now I know what it is like to feel like a total idiot.