October 23, 2002 :: 8:36 p.m.
lots of things that will not ever happen
Bleh. Today has been rather shit-tastic. I just got done writing up my "cheat sheet" for the Statistics test tomorrow. I don't know why I bother. I never even look at the damn things. But I'd rather have do it and have it there just in case than have this test turn out to be the one time that I actually would have used it. You know? Yeah.
Adam and I are supposed to go see The Ring tonight at Hoyt's, but I'm a wee bit skeptical. We shall see. Hopefully it happens, because I really want to see the movie, and it would be at least one fun happening in a day full of badness.
I'm supposed to be in French right now. I emailed her and said that I wasn't coming because I don't feel well. It's only a bit fabricated, actually. I do feel rather like crap - more mentally and emotionally than physically, though. Oh well. I haven't missed a French class yet, and I...
... hold that thought. No movie tonight. Or tomorrow. I wish I could say that I'm surprised. But hey. It's cool, I guess. I mean... I'm disappointed, because once again something that I wanted to do is not going to happen, but it's more important for school stuff to get done than for my mood to be raised out of the stinking depths of nastiness. I suppose. Hrm. No, it is. I'm not mad or anything, if I'm sounding like that. I'm just a little sad, and maybe the tiniest smidge of bitter, because I am reminded once again that nothing ever works out how I want it to. Ever. If it does, you'll know. People in hell will stop with the burning torment and break into a shiny, happy song. And there will be wildflower confetti and chocolate will become calorie-free and perhaps there will be an ecological back-peddling to a period when pavement didn't run through forests.
So basically... not going to happen. Sucks to be me. Mer. But Adam is still sleeping over tonight, which is an good deal. I suppose I should read whatever it is that I have to read for English tomorrow. And finish The Harmless People.
Cheers.
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