index | archives | notes Tuesday, Dec. 06, 2005 10:52 p.m. << [ Not So Bad ] >> Last period of the day. I'm smiling, staring at my toes, we're the only two people in the class when I walk in. I look up briefly to make eye contact. My best-friend-turned-disgusted-spectator. I'm smiling still when he says to me, "Hang anybody today?" He blames me for her mistake. Me, I stare him down. I say, "Cute." And me, I wish I were making this shit up. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org