seethingblue's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i spend my life in libraries i can see someone from my German class across the table at his computer, for some reason i am embarassed that he has seen me taken out of the context we're usually in...that he has seen me smiling at an email from a friend or frowning at the surveys i delete from my inbox...and he has long dark hair, it is darker and longer and straighter than mine and i feel like choking on the smell of tar outside...this crowded library smell and i love having a computer against the wall...my anthropology class is in less than an hour...(am i really a primate? maybe i'm really an insectivore) ok, now his girlfriend has shown up, very typical with sunglasses riding the crown of her head...am i harriet the spy? am i crazy? this guy has a goatee and is talking about how cool his film class is. i am a spy, michele the spy...my stomach is gurgling with conjugations of subjunctive verbs...twenty more minutes or so to go...my soul is the size of a chicken nugget or maybe i'm just waiting to be hugged 11:44 a.m. - 2001-10-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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