Life is Suicide
I’ve been having lots of problems on the home front, so trying to keep my head up has been tough. So tonight I was in my Styles of Writing class, and I’m notorious in this class for not buying a single one of the books.
For one of my pieces (well the only piece my class wrote thus far) I wrote about being jobless, and how tough it was. It got a couple of descent reactions, but there is a sweet continuing ed student who really understood what I was talking about.
Tonight she loaned me the books we have to have read for class. It was such an awesome gesture. There is nothing better than just random acts of kindness sometimes.
Now before you guys start thinking something, this lady is as old as my mom, happily married, etc etc. So come off it now.
