Ick.

Oh, I don't know what to do. There's this guy who I've talked to on the trolley a few times and it turns out we live near each other so we ended up walking together for a while a few weeks ago. Then I didn't see until today. We walked from the trolley stop and he decided to walk me home even though it's out of his way. I'd told him where I work before and today I ended up telling him my schedule, which was a mistake, and he's planning to visit me at work. And he asked me if I wanted to go to a club or coffee place with him. I don't. But when I said no he kept asking why and saying "But we're friends, right" and I don't have the guts to flat out tell him, no, we're not friends. He's probably going to ambush me at work just as we're closing then ask me to go somewhere with him. He's nice, but I have no interest in anything with him. And if he corners me at work and asks me out, I don't know what I'm going to do. I also don't know how to gracefully get out of answering a question I don't want to answer. He asks so many question and I wouldn't put it past him to ask exactly which apartment I live in or for my phone number. Seriously, what do you say? "None of your business" sounds too mean and "I'd rather not answer that" sounds so uptight. I don't like this. Now I want to move into the city sooner solely to avoid him, but that's not a good plan is it.

My dad's going to Syracuse, NY for the weekend with his girlfriend and he took the camera, so I can't post picture of the tattoo. Sorry. It's all weird and flaky now and it hurts when I move my shoulders.

I don't want to go to communications class tomorrow. On Wednesday we ended up talking about rape and some of the stuff a few guys were saying made me want to smack them. Like, "If I get drunk and sleep with some monster (yes, he actually used the word monster to describe an unattractive woman) can I call it rape?" If we get back on that topic tomorrow I don't know how I'm going to stay sane. It all makes me lose hope for humanity and for me.

My good mood from getting the tattoo is ruined. Stupid guy who won't take the hint when I say no, and stupid guys at school. Blech. It all sucks.