Saturday 4 June 22
There's so much pressure on my cheeks that I can't smile. They almost hurt. This is all because I just got suspended from the National Library. Yes. Definitely.
Crying in the study hall: unlocked. So many new experiences. I have lost count. burnt my lip by a cigarette last week, joined an intellectual discussion in a dark smoky cafe the week before. Had never smoked a hand-rolled cigarette before either. Interesting. Still unable to talk about the main and most important event. I wish I could only stop the tears.