From the comments on my blog, it appears as if six is the only person who reads this thing.
So, I made the (tentative) decision to stay in medical school, as much as it is de-me-izing. This past semester has been the first time in a long while where I've heard people make comments like "I can't imagine you angry", "I can't imagine D making a penis-shaped cake--she's so innocent," or "I was afraid that you were going to be quiet" rather often. While they are correct in assuming that I wouldn't make a penis shaped cake, it's not because I am innocent.
Perhaps I don't display my emotions very openly and my voice is soft in texture and volume, but how I perceive myself is so different from how the immediate people who surround me perceive me.
Reading Infinite Jest. Reading Simulacra and Simulacrum. Read Pyongyang. Read Everything is Illuminated. More on that later.
