Reposting this for a friend.
She knows who she is.
A page from my Misfit Notebook while at UBH.
(Note to self: “Self, you need to continue your UBH Saga.”)
“Okay. I’m on it.”
For anyone wondering why we had ‘homemade’ pens:
They gave us only the innards–they didn’t want us trying to commit suicide with the plastic parts.
So we improvised.