I wish I could express my thoughts as strongly as I feel them. This has been an empowering experience, and I want to share it with the world… Or, just my friend, who although so innocent and untainted, has trouble believing in the good of the male sex. I’m not worried though, because I still believe that good things happen to good people. When it happens to her, it will be extra pleasant precisely because she never expected. As for me, I need to take on a bit of that shield, even if it is just a soft shell forming…

p.s. "Orchestra shoes" are a pair of black shoes I wore to my first orchestra concert in the 7th grade. I remember going after school with my mom and her friend, looking through a discount store with shelves of shoes. I wish I remembered the price, but they have no heels and three little peacock shaped holes in the front. The most amazing thing is they have remained shiny after all these years, without having ever been polished. They make my feet look very small, which isn't necessarily good because a). my feet are already painfully small and b). I need to wear them with suits that I feel should be balanced with more weighty shoes. Why did I make my mom send them to me? Well, my next medical school interview recommended that we bring tennis shoes due of the amount of walking involved. I figured, better flat shoes than Nikes... don't you think? Yes, I know you don't care.