It is okay. Life is meant to be hard! There are some things we should just forget about it. Until that day comes, things will be very painful. People say I've had a very good life. I'm so ashamed of myself. It's time to move on. I am seriously okay with that.
This is what I plan to do to get back into a club that kicked me out for writing too many bad e-mails to them. They have also called a crooked cop, and he is very feisty. I wonder if I could get him to cooperate with me. It would be an interesting marvel. I project this whole thing of getting back is going to take about a year.
I'm just simply going to keep coming, park in a convenient location, and run to my car if a cop tells me to leave. I will do this every week, until I can catch my breath to speak to one of those cops. I will also be wearing a white shirt and black shorts. I don't think it will be long for everyone to catch that I should be in.
Academy of Scrappy Credible Undergraduate Desire
