Of course, it was a relgious studies course, but the sweet thing used to sit there with her bible and her husband IN CLASS and tell her friends how her parents told her she should get her degree eventhough she's married.

Question: I wonder what religion she is affiliated with, and bringing it into the class.

Next, I know that it is because of students like her that UCSB committed hate crimes against me, the Sheriff's funtioned under the color of law to deprive me of rights, and I am faced with trying to fight a law suit all by myself.

God, the law, they only exists in the most discriminatory ways. "They" have the rights, and even though I was not a prostitute or drug user, or serious law violator, I do not have rights, because I am here! Here where I do not exist but for those who have been running this fucking show from the beginning. Like the bartender that sees the people and knows their business.

Here, where all those I hate know where to find me. Here where Tom Poser, Alex Storm Melanie Hinch, Tesa, John, Bernie, etc, etc etc, could find me, if they so wished!

Oh yeah, the fat girl with the bible. I never finish with my thoughts of her completely. Did I see some part of her in myself? Yes. Can I use that in any way to prove that the ideologies of parents of UCSB students are just as sickening as those of their children? YES.

Should the institutionalization of their actions against me go unpunished? NO.