2002-04-04
10:23am

i don't recall enrolling, but here i am...

they are studying "maus", a comic book about the holocaust.

i wish i hadn't been up all fucking night tweaking (i was cleaning up until about 45 minutes ago) because discussion of pictures vs. text: so my bag, baby.

and now, as all the real students sit writing in silence, i make like i'm in rome and do something highly similar.

hmmm... that girl, two seats in, second row. i make her caramel machiatos. emily. awesome sense of style. i had a feeling there'd be at least one other person i knew here, even vaguely.

last night, while i cleaned, i helped amy write a presentation for her speech class on the ever so broad subject of "culture". i, so very out of the blue, suggested the sydney gay and lesbian mardi gras.

last week, amy was visibly uncomfortable, when kandy was joking about bweing a lesbian. apparently, before she had started working at gap and met folks like jason (and, not quite gap, but vicki) she was wuite homophobic.

today, having pulled a complete all nighter writing a speech on the culture that is the gay and lesbian community in sydney, and specifically, their annual festival, she wants to be a gay rights activist.

i like that. i played a part in that. the shifting of someone's perceptions so dramatically. getting them to not only accept something they had once feared, but to embrace it and encourage others to do the same. all, almost literally, overnight.

i had my first line about twelve hours ago. my pad is clean, dusted, almost completely vacuuumed, polished and more. i intend to go back and scrub the walls and doors free of handprints and shoe scuffs.

this pen keeps running out. amy swapped with me when it first went dead. regardless of the fact that i am also writing, and this is, i guess, somewhat important, it just seems odd to not trade pens so the legitimate student in this equation can actually write.

damn. i wish i hadn't taken my sunglasses off.

also wish i had held onto the gum instead of letting amy (ahh, fully functional pen back) leave it in her dorm.

class is almost over.

that means i can smoke again.

life is so fucking grandarific.

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