This evening my friends and I got hit on by a stranger at the doughnut shop. Thrilling, right? His name is Kevin and he is a second-year acting major. Right now I’m quite sick and smell terrible, which is pretty neat. I’m surrounded by cough medicine.
I have walked the Golden Gate Bridge, been to Fisherman’s Wharf and eaten at In N’ Out Burger. I’ve also taken photos of lovely gay couples upon request, and spent far too much money for someone who doesn’t have a job. I’ve hiked up Nob Hill and Russian Hill, and seen/ been to everything on them, and gone through China Town. This week has been amazing, and I cannot wait for my classes to start.
//NO SHIT, THAT’S WHY I TURNED THE LIGHTS OFF. THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU TURN THE LIGHTS OFF.// What I really reply: “Yeah.” Roommate: “Do you like the dark?” //WHAT KIND OF DUMB QUESTION IS THAT? YEAH, I FUCKING LOVE IT, I’M ACTUALLY A GODDAMN VAMPIRE.// “I am about to watch a movie. Got distracted.” "Oh. Okay. … I just stepped on your chord. Sorry. I’m so sorry." //IDGAF.// “Okay. Bye.”
“I started my life with a single absolute: that the world was mine to shape in the image of my highest values and never to be given up to a lesser standard, no matter how long or hard the struggle.”—Ayn Rand (Atlas Shrugged)