dear kristen ( Read more... )

there is one professor who i thought was very brilliant and wonderful.
i still think he's brilliant. and pretentious. and harsh. and not so wonderful anymore. because you don't write "not good" next to a not very good grade. the grade speaks for itself, asshat. it also turns out i'm not good at writing. well. that is unfortunate.

from metta sutta (scripture on the cultivation of loving kindness ( Read more... )

lindsey is the best lady there is because she gave me a green bracelet & made my night. that's how great she is. plus my pyrex colorfronts came in the mail this morning. in addition, my level of sanity has decreased to a point where i'm free from acting in a socially acceptable manner.

i was going to write my usual self absorbed anecdotes of the day, but this seemed far more urgent:

Homophobia and YouI am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian ( Read more... )

FRIENDS ONLY.

kinda.

sorta.