—-x-mas list post—

DVDs

Eyes Wide Shut
The Haunting (1963 version)
Event Horizon
Ladyhawke
Rosemary’s Baby
Delicatessen
The City of Lost Children

One of my friends just sent me this great e-mail that brightened my day with one sentence. I’d e-mailed them that that Liz Gaddy girl flagrantly failed on her research paper, and that it elated me.

“But [...] according to Liz, she’s taken all AP and Honors classes!”

Glorious. (Adding to the glory is my memory of Liz saying that.) Well, I should get back to reality and work on my meaning of life paper. I just can’t seem to extract anything more than a page from the topic. Evilness. Must study for my history final as well.

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Just got to school. I ended up staying up SO late last night–it was horrible. Until twelve I sat there trying to get past one page on my Meaning of Life essay. I was unsuccessful. I suppose I would have quit a lot earlier if it wasn’t for my IM conversation with Taggart. His mom is like certifiable, she has split personalities, suicide attempts, anything imaginable. I really feel sorry for him–but I suppose without his mother he wouldn’t be the person he is today, and the same for me. We all have our “cross to bear.” I’m wearing my Marilyn Manson jacket–it looks so cool, I’m in love with it all over again. And I’m wearing the toe socks Danielle got me. They look pretty. I must steel myself not to take a nap, if I do I’ll sleep through the deadline for my philosophy papers and my history final. Crap. I need to be working on my meaning of life paper, although I have no idea what I’m supposed to write. Life is so putrid. And I should be reading my history book, I do have a final today. I’m so tired, but I brought books for Tara and Tawna. I hope Molly and I do x-mas lights today, it would be a welcome diversion from reality. My English portfolio is due Wednesday, and I have my Art final then too–tomorrow is going to be the apocalypse. I haven’t even decided which essays I’m going to use for my portfolio. Life sucks. But it will suck tremendously less after Wednesday (if I get everything done). I should run to Wal-mart and get something to orgaize my papers in for my portfolio–like a little binder or something. Hmm. Maybe after class.