hearts for everyone, except for unreasonable gay professors

[radi0laria]

Taft was wet yesterday -warm, relentless rain that falls ruthlessly, somewhere between haze and a deluge. It's been raining all day long, rain so heavy I mistook it for a storm, cold rain that leaves you feeling raw and miserable, rain that makes the wet pavement glitter when the street lamps and headlights of cars pass upon it. After my class, the school bell went off at least two times, and the soccer team underneath the overhang beside the plaza. I grabbed Carlie and we danced swing in the raindrops. I did the can can and felt my feet soaking through. I stole his cap and ran off to the nearest cafeteria. It was a rare mood.

Today, I owned my genetics test and convinced everybody to file a case on my spiteful lab professor -how dare you call your students bobo. Let's see who's getting fucked then, asshole.

I've found that when you are happy, everybody else is smiling, and when you are sad, everybody else is smiling.