i plan to take pride,
and in fact, wallow
in my insecurities and weaknesses.
enjoy being anonymous.
hiding in grocery stores.
being a spy,
gathering information on all the world.
i am going to wash my hands because they smell like bleach.
i am going to eat food that is bad for me.
i might poke my roommate's new born baby.-two days old, nine pounds and something, cries like a little cat.-i'll only poke it a little. she probably wouldnt even feel it.
i am going to stop wondering if i am normal.
mostly because i am certain that i am not.
and have never wanted to be anyways.
i wonder how many people poked me when i was an infant.
i wonder where my q-tips are.
i wonder why my hands smell like bleach.
i wonder if i should go home this weekend.
18 hours of travel time for two days of visiting.
i wonder if its worth it.
i wonder if i started right now how long it would take to learn french.
i wonder if that old lady at the mall was right and i really do look like clay aiken.
i wonder if my idea to take a break from this diary will actually last.
guess we will see.
2:34 p.m. - 2004-11-19
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