Good-bye and Black Spirit

I went to meet up my friend L at the Union for dinner. I waited around and then her phone backpack dialed me, I heard nothing but rustles and had tried calling her back to see if she’d hear it and at last pick up, but no… I had waited for her then decided I’d go ahead and grab myself a bowl of Italian Wedding Soup, yum! I waited by the fountain drinks before paying for wait for her. The first thing she did was exclaim about how fat she’s gotten! I was like oh alright, in front of all these people, haha whatever, gosh and then she said she wasn’t hungry and didn’t want to get anything, :shrugs: I hope she’s alright. It was really nice to see her and meet up. She really goes on a tangent or sometimes not on a tangent but goes on and on and on about stuff and totally ignores what I’m saying. I told her I am going to China, she got excited I wasn't like off the wall excited, and then she told me she got her rotations. I was trying to go back to my room for a while, but she kept talking to me. She just kept going on and on. Like, she didn’t even acknowledge the fact I wanted to get going, I found it weird. She is a weird one, we are all weirdo, hahah. I was interested truly in everything she was saying, it’s just I wanted to get going to do my work.

I see that maybe I’m not that pretty or smart or cool. But that is to certain people. I can be to myself if I accept it. But if I say to myself I’m ugly, I’m like, I’m ugly, I can’t help it, so… I’m more apt to not worry about it and just express myself and be myself.

My friend L is totally herself. I like that about her. She doesn’t care for how people react. She’s got that “black spirit” – this is who I am, I might smell, I might be fat and wear things aren’t attractive, but I’m beautiful on the inside.