“You’re mean,” she said. Good, I got under her skin a bit. With that nosy girl trying to inconspicuously listen in it will spread. I never thought that shooting myself down would work in my favor, Jared thought, laughing slightly. But now is not the time for dates, fun, sex and things of the like. It’s time to hustle, hard. It’s time to suffer hell to get to heaven. “No, I’m not,” he said instantly to Priscilla. Well I should include this nosy girl, he decided. “Do you think I’m mean? I don’t think I’m mean.” “Yeah, you’re kinda mean.” Good, she took the bait much easier.

Damn, I’m gonna hate myself in the morning for this, but it needs to be done. I need seperate myself from what I see to be happening in the next couple of months. I see the ridiculous shit that’s going to happen and when it does, I’ll love myself for planning to avoid it early. So, this is what it feels like to not hold back or dumb myself down. Feels good; I think I’ll do this more often, Jared thought.