The Secret Embrace

Dancing...
    Dancing...
        Dancing...
The darkness of the summer night envelopes us
and hides our nakedness from prying eyes.
Our child-like giggles
and the squish of our feet on the moist earth
are drowned out by the pitter-patter of God's tears
falling from the heavens to bathe us and cleanse us.
My fingers grow jealous of our performance
and so they too begin to dance
across the exposed skin of your neck, arms, and torso.
My mouth finds yours eagerly
and I can taste rain drops on your tongue.
Our bodies move with such liquidity
that, very soon, a passerby would see naught but the rain...
Dancing...
    Dancing...
        Dancing...

Dear God, I love South Park.

First of all, I want to apologize about my very first diary entry being an angry one but it just happens to be what's on my mind.

I attend Chippewa Valley Technical College and when I get done with my classes every day and try to ride the bus home I am almost always forced to stand (and was even denied access to the bus completely one time) while others are allowed to sit comfortably. This would normally not be a problem at all. I am not that petty. It's just that these other passengers are all students of a nearby university and they are all on the bus just because they don't want to walk up a nearby hill called University Hill. This angers me to no end because I actually live off campus and I actually need to use the bus whereas these people are simply lazy. In the time they sit around waiting for the bus they could have walked up the hill three times. This may sound like a silly thing to be upset about to those reading this but to someone who needs to use the bus to get home and can't because of lazy assholes it is very aggravating and bothersome. In conclusion, I am disgusted with how lazy people are nowadays and with how inconsiderate they can sometimes be.