We all wander around hoping to find life to meet our need to share our story, our secrets, and even, for some of the more (ahem) more openly slutty people...our tongues. Yeah, "We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl..." Sorry, Mike, had to steal the line cause it was playing on my floor last night and it is stuck in my head. Anyway, today was the first day of class. My Spanish class isn't as bad as I thought, and now I have a four hour break until Honors Psych. Everyone has someplace to go...somplace to be themselves....I have nothing. I have so many different personas now its not even funny. I'm not sure which one is me...sad isn't it?