It’s past 7 in the morning and guess what, a number of tabs about ‘sexuality’ are open in my browser. I’m trying to get our (Cassey and I) homework in Sociology class done. Obviously, it’s about sexuality… and mass media. Ohgad.
I found this somewhere online. Our first picture together, as I remember it. Second year high school. Follow her :)
Contrary to what I’ve been expecting, it seems like my Thursday and Friday isn’t going to be exhausting (except of course for my Sociology class which is protruding two hours of hell coming in the next six hours). Two of our profs are out for a seminar if my brain cells serves me right. And as the good life favors us, our subject schedule with them is every Thursday and Friday — if you haven’t got it yet, that means we don’t have any classes with them for two days. Yay!
Oooooh, looks like my life is interesting enough for them to snoop on my online logs. Well then, thank you. I’m flattered. Although in my opinion, that sort of makes them a stalker-in-the-making? And by the way, I don’t intend to get back. It won’t do me any good.
