saturday afternoon.

I almost threw up in my French class yesterday. I would say that is really disgusting (it is, objectively), but it's actually kind of amazing. I went out with Leslie's friends from up north on Thursday, and I had a fucking amazing time. I have finally reached a point where my shyness seems like a distant memory. I look at Los Angeles as a short-term commitment. Whether or not I say stupid things means nothing. Besides, everyone else does it. Why can't I? Regardless, I have found that most shy people are egotistical. They want everyone to think they are impossible to figure out, that only the best of the best have earned the privilege of getting to know them. I think that's bullshit.

Also, yesterday, I got several text messages from unknown numbers who knew me by my first name... I should probably start giving out a fake number.

Other than this, I am really just learning a lot and spending time with people I love. I am going to an art opening tonight.

Okay, I'm boring myself.