sense.

I think that there is something wrong with me. I trust people and am a good friend but in the end I am the one that gets screwed over. I'm kind of sick of this right now.
I can't wait to graduate and leave Berkeley.
I think I am going to the Peace Corps or moving to Budapest to work. I want to leave this life behind and start a new one.

"I belong to me."

Dear Journal,
I had an emotional meltdown last night. I got scared that I'm never going to get into law school. Or that I'm going to fail this semester. Or that I'll never change certain things about myself. It was terrible.
I feel okay now.

sometimes you can't make it on your own.

deconstructing gender binaries is only possible through discursive action. discourse solves.

p.s. certain people need to grow up.

I'm utterly horrified.
Summer is over and I haven't had a single break.
No pretty summery dresses worn.
No cute sandals.

ostensibly

It has occurred to me of late that other people's emotional problems have nothing to do with me. And more importantly, I cannot take them personally because it is only a hindrance to me.

I have so much work to do for the LSAT. Oh god, logic games make me want to pretend that they really are games and hence; fun, right? No, they are ridiculous and quite annoying.

Philosophy final Monday. LSAT class today for four hours. And I need to make up the last class I missed.

Currently reading: The Fountainhead by Ayn Rand. I need to buy the SECOND SEX because I have never read the entire text before.

I WANT MY BIKE BACK. majorrrrrr grrrrr.

I cannot breathe until you're resting here with me.

I'm moving to Paris and becoming a bartender.

Currently reading: Simone de Beauvoir's biography

I am so excited, I have the idea for my research paper!