I won't admit defeat

Apparently the word of the day was defeated. I felt it and my face obviously showed it. I hate how much my face shows my emotions (thanks mom). It isn't even necessarily that I felt defeated, but it is just hard knowing that Amber and I are pretty much starting from the beginning and don't have much time left on the project. Regardless of how much James stresses the importance of the process, I know that there has to be a final product to be presented that HAS TO BE DONE. So knowing that the work we have been doing is mostly going into the trash sucks, but we don't have much of an option. James talked to us for almost an hour and to him I apologize that I always look defeated or maybe like I want to punch you. It could possibly be both, but I'll never admit to it. So after he left us to ourselves, Amber and I started talking some things out and I think we are moving in the right direction. It is just going to take some serious time to make up for what we have lost.

Because I didn't take a real picture that related to today.