Twenty-one. College student. Christian. Liberal. Puerto Rican. White. Lover. Singer. Sister. Daughter. Geek extraordinaire. Shoulder-length hair. Peacemaker. Hothead. Know-it-all. Know nothing. Writer. Observer.
Monday, August 8, 2011
The Life of a Social Recluse
I spent my entire day either on the Internet, writing, cooking, or doing random exercises. My legs will never forgive me. I have a headache from staring at screens for hours on end. My right hand is cramping from writing so much. Decision-making at its finest, folks! I have nothing else to report. I really need to go outside and enjoy the sun more often.
The Life of a Social Recluse
2011-08-08T04:09:00+01:00
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