the sweetest tongue

OCD Moment

Wednesday, February 11th, 2004 | self-deprecation

I walked into the dining hall, standing alone with my earphones while some gay froshes talked past me to each other. I checked out the stuffed green pappers, and left the dining hall because there were too many people. I walked away from the dining hall, trying not to step on any cracks, and keeping my head low and observing my feet, measuring my steps as I walked past people. Walking down the hallway back to my room, I was suddenly taken by a feeling of paranoia, and almost began to run towards my room, but instead jerked my feet forward as fast as I could.

Dinner is a box of sushi from the convenience store, and a bottle of Sobe Green tea.