November 30, 2002 :: 11:47 p.m.
I'd like to buy the world a manatee
I do not want to go back to school tomorrow. I don't particularly want to stay here, either, but school is just... eck. And it's sort of pointless now, also, which doesn't help at all. But so it goes, I guess - I'm stuck there until the end of next semester. I think I might drop my French class, though. Not the one I'm taking now, but the one that I have next semester. Because really, why bother? PSA&D doesn't have a language requirement, as far as I can tell. It's a freakin' art school... none of my classes will do me a lot of good there, but I have to take at least 12 credits to be considered a full-time student. Geh.
I'm sort of tired, and while I should be working on my various and sundry papers and projects, I'm not. I'm looking at MP3 players, because I think that I might want one for Christmas (instead of an Xbox). Bad me. I'm going to be kicking myself in the ass on Monday for procrastinating like this, have no fear.
My stomach hurts. I've eaten too many watermelon-filled Twizzlers.
Where have the last four days gone, exactly? How come time only passes quickly when I don't want it to? The injustice is astounding. Also astounding is the amount of crap that I have to get done by various points during the next week, and the extent to which I simply cannot make myself care. Grr.
I wish I had something fun to say. Oh, yeah, I hung out with the gang + Brian (Amanda's boyfriend) tonight. It was fun, but I felt a little weird. I always do when they get on their high school reminiscence kicks, because I wasn't really involved in any of it. That = me feeling out of the loop in a major way. But over all it was a good time, and hey, Middlesex Diner cheese sticks. Always a good a thing. No one really wants to go back to their respective schools, including, obviously, myself. Even Amanda, who was the most excited of all of us to get the hell out of dodge, as it were, isn't really looking forward to going back. Funny how that works, if "funny" can be translated as "endlessly irritating." Check a thesaurus; I'm sure it's in there someplace.
Well... that's all for me, I guess. I'm going to attempt to focus on utterly pointless schoolwork, and then go to sleep. Tomorrow morning brings packing and driving and school, all things that I'm not looking forward to at all. Le sigh. I just want Adam and a cat and a chrome toaster. Is that really so much to ask? I don't think so, but apparently I'm mistaken because I haven't any of those things. I mean, I have Adam, but not in the way that I mean when I say that "I want Adam and a cat and a chrome toaster." If I had him in that way I sure as hell wouldn't be typing right now, because sleeping with Adam is way more appealing than writing about my somewhat craptastic day.
Anyway. 'Night.
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