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March 6, 2013
Bad mornings. Good mornings. Bad nights. Good nights. This girl beside me is so rude she talks to the attendant like she is a boss. Maybe she is a boss. What if I get in trouble for the things that I write? I have long held the belief that whatever I write about a certain person it should be something I can also say to that person's face. So if I wrote here that this girl is rude, it follows that I believe I can say this to her face. Anyway, what does real hunger feel like? I am curious.