.Friday, I asked a man I know from the area what it was like dating in a city in which there are more people with HIV than in all of Nigeria? He said, "Well, I have HIV." Awkward.
.If you must know, I'm really not very happy here. I have one friend. And we're kind of dating, so he doesn't count. It's just a constant cycle... paying for the metro to work, riding it to work, not getting paid at work, eating with the little money I have, and going home on the metro. Sometimes I spend a somewhat large chunk of my already dwindling money on a movie. Sometimes I get to hang out with the guy I'm sort-of-dating. Really, there is nothing to live for. And now I know why people kill themselves. Luckily, I'll be back at school in just a few weeks. I'm actually honestly looking forward to going back to school. And then... what? A different cycle? Sigh. Life.
.Maybe money would make me happy. Maybe I should sell drugs. Yeah.