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2003-09-09 - 7:15 p.m. i had so much to say all day. and now i don't know. for the first time in a long time i feel like i have "cooties" and i generally don't care, but sometimes it's draining. when i get mad (which tends to be all the time lately) i get flustered and i can't talk right and it just is embarrassing. like, today in college writing we were having a class discussion about immigration, and this one girl [who was wearing a motherfucking aus-rotten shirt that said "people are not expendable"!!!] said that "america should have one culture" because "it's impossible to go to cvs and get a stick of gum without it taking, like, ten minutes," and said that people shouldn't come to this country because it makes her "uncomfortable" to see other cultures. i ranted and raved, getting louder and weirder and ending with "BOO FUCKING HOO" and there was this uncomfortable silence and i turned around to see this bitch from my hometown [hilariously enough, someone from my extremely small town just happened to wind up in one of my classes, 100 miles away] make eyes with this dumb jock boy and they both laughed and shook their heads the way you do when someone is crazy. the classes here are really good, i just kind of hate most of the people i've met thus far. there are some things getting me through: like, on monday, sharon found some textbooks in the trash and we went to the communitycollege in bucks county to see if we could sell them back. it's a horrid, horrid place--full of jocks and desolation. my friend meghan got her tires slashed there for having a pro-gay bumper sticker on her car--and she's straight. anyhoo, we were walking back to the car, and we saw a goth guy in a fabulous, billowing black outfit, complete with a cape, walking in the parking lot with his head down. looking like he had no idea what to come, or maybe he did. i want to nominate him for president.
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