I commiserated with her over the phone, but was worried all the same. Then when I was checking-in the next night to see how she was, it took two call ...acks to get through. Apparently Wendy was still suffering from her headache and the intensity hadn't slackened off yet. Same thing the third night. On the forth nigh when I called she sounded bright and chipper. I was happy at first but as our conversation continued she finally confessed that she had to resort to "our special cure" with another. It’s the way that that everything you wear seems to compliment your free spirit. A spirit that to my imagination contains a hint of experience and risk taking. Occasionally you wear a blouse that is designed to be semi-transparent in order to emphasize the elegant undergarment that is meant to accentuate your beauty without appearing crass or inappropriate in any way. You take notes while listening to the sermon as if your life depended upon it. Your personality is warm, outgoing and. It's an attitude as well as a fact. Maybe it's the attitude that's poisonous, but the attitude is the part I'm least ashamed of. Did I say 'creative writing'? Well, maybe that's getting ahead of myself. Maybe it's just an English major. I'm second year. I love literature but I don't get the whole 'English' thing anyway. I have no intention of ever reading Beowulf again, least of all from a scholarly perspective. They don't like to mention the stupid thing was basically made famous like in the. I sat out there on the balcony with my laptop and sipped for what seemed like forever, and was entirely too bored for my own good. So I decided to slip out for a little stroll around the parking lot; it was late and I hadn't seen anyone out at all, so I felt a little daring along with my boredom. I walked completely around the motel grounds and was about to go back to my room, when I saw a man walking toward me. I turned to escape and looked straight into the eyes of another man. Panicking, I.