a look into the unknown

so i should be working on my essay due tomorrow, but i am not a good student. who really cares about gender differences and what society has become and is ever becoming? or more importantly what will my writing about it do to change anything?

so instead i give a look into my world as of this instant (or at least a half hour ago). i am sitting at my desk in next to darkness aside from my desk lamp shielded behind my laptop. books, bags, papers, clothes, guitar and various toiletries are scattered on and around my desk with just enough space for me to sit halfway on my chair and type and access my mouse. a bunch of facebook pages are up as well as my email and other sites ive yet to look at but not really willing to bookmark for later. my work-in-progress essay saved as “Gender Essay”, titled “The In Vogue Image” is safely minimized next to my firefox. the cool breeze of the dirty la air is slowly eating at my exposed skin and i contemplate grabbing one of my three jackets.

behind me sit two bunk/loft beds. in one lay one roommate and girlfriend(i think) and in the other my other roomate and close floormate. i really dont know what their relationship is like. i hear whispers and giggles on either side and never quite know if i should be leaving the room. i assume if things get out of hand they would let me know. im pretty chill with at least one roommate but communication is and has always been a problem in our room. i sit and type in the semi-awkward, semi-silence. ill probably be moving to the lounge soon to keep from bothering anyone wanting to sleep or whatever. but first ill try to grab some food (maybe coffee) from bcaf before it closes in 8 minutes.

be back in a bit.