She's content...she had a big day in court (damn those policemen, never letting her buy her drugs in peace...just kidding, she had a school assingment) the law fascinates her, and she could spend hours just sitting there listening to the lawyers. Just one more thing that makes her horribly dull but be that as it may, she still finds it interesting.
She's worried about her friend and is waiting to hear back from her. She doesn't have class tomorow and so she will work at home all morning. She's looking forward to it, she always seems to be far more productive at home...or at least in the past few weeks. She's trying to think of something witty to write but the words won't come...she used them all up trying to impress her grandfather; how pathetic.
She wore her hair wavy today...it's so easy to not have to straighten it and sort of empowering because she can just accept the fact that she's not attractive and get on with her day. Straightening her hair means she thinks it helps and frankly it doesn't. She's not sure why she thinks she's ugly. Her mother is so beautiful, and she know's she used to be, but for the past few months every time she looks in the mirror she just hates what looks back. She knows her grandmother was wrong and that it doesn't matter really how she looks, but she can't helping thinking: will he never love her if she doesn't get pretty? ...She's not being self pitying or anything, just thinking "out loud" even though no one reads this and it's the furthest thing from out loud. Annnnnnnyway...more lates.