zafrina

So after my first day of summer quarter watching a Japanese subtitle movie that was beyond mysongenistic and than discovering that one of the books we are to read is out of print (umm hello teach red flag much?) and noticing that my teacher is one of those guys who did one to many acid trips durning his days at university but mommy and daddy were very rich so he just kept working on up the ladder of degrees till he some how got the unfortunet job of teaching summer classes... that being said I've decided that the little hippie town I live in is fucking weird.

I have also discovered that I am the type of girl who eats cheez its and drinks diet coke while lounging in stretchy capri pants and an oversize Hard Rock Cafe tshirt with my hair pulled back in a messy bun and reading 'Prozac Nation'. I have also decided that at some point along my vast trail of living in my hippie town I lost myself. I lost my values. I have become the girl that finds value from having sex. I am not talking like prostiution I am just talking about if I liek a guy I have a real hard time waiting to have sex.... I came to this conclusion last night...

...well ok a couple days ago but last night it kinda struck me. Anyways, I am going to take this summer and try to rediscover myself... find the lost soul fo Zafrina

Oh. And I was on vacation in Eastern Washington visiting my sisters and daddy.