Thursday, Oct. 08, 2009 | 5:20 p.m.
[I Got Nothin']
Like I know better.
Loving my classes this quarter: race and social justice, development of girls and women. On Tuesday I stayed late to chit-chat with a classmate, an innocuous, simple thing for anyone else, but I'm still learning that I can talk to people without dying on the spot. And I describe myself as "outgoing".
What the fuck does that even mean!
There are condoms and jewelry everywhere in my room. On the floor, my nightstand, my bed.
I don't give a fuck, really.