Another Day of Rest

I didn't have much to do today either so I spent most of my day laying on my bed watching TV and reading for class tomorrow. The only productive things I did were reading, cooking supper and paying rent. I decided today to cut my roommate out of my internet life. I am no longer her friend on Facebook or following her on Twitter. We still haven't really spoken. As much as possible I even refuse to be in the same room as her. It feels nice to be able to separate myself from her as much as possible. She did talk to me today. It was to ask me what I was cooking in the oven and if I was going to cook anything else. I rather like that in the past 2 weeks now that has been about the extent of our conversation. It feels good to not feel like I have to have anything to do with her at all.

Some may feel like this is rather cowardly and that I am running away but honestly I just hate her. Every time she speaks I want to yell "Shut up Bitch. No one Fucking cares what you think." It is better if I just stay away from her. I will celebrate the day I never have to see her again.

I know this behavior is probably very worrying to Garret and to my mom but I just give up. I can no longer pretend. So I won't.

School is going good. I got my first and second paper back. I got a B- on my Poetry paper and a C on my paper for Content Lit. I hope that the rest of my grades are as good or better. I am pretty happy with my B-. The professor is a rather hard grader so its nice to have done ok. Hopefully this next one will go better. I wish my Content Lit paper was better but a C isn't too bad. The professor commented on it saying that she would have liked to see more. I'm not really sure how much more there could be? The assignment was to write an autobiography of my literacy but that is such a broad subject. How am I to know what is important and what isn't?

Reading and writing have become my life, my power, my strength. How does someone explain how the importance came about? It is something that is such a part of my whole being that I'm not sure how I can separate myself from it and look at it in such a way.