Friday, Sept. 26, 2003 - 11:38 am.
It was a weird moment, yesterday afternoon. The university campus looked like a foreign place. A happy foreign place, with book sales and tents and colorful lights. The sun was setting, the temperature was dropping. I was wearing my mom's vanilla-colored hood, so very neat and comfortable with sleeves up to my sore hands (having fought against guitar strings for an hour). I was holding my boyfriend's hand, he was calling me beautiful, and I was looking up, because the sky was gray and pink. Wonderful.
And just when I'd started thinking "yes, this is THE boy, the one and only boy for me", he comes on and ruins it all.