when i grow up i'll be stable

i can't stand the end of this semester. i am completely unmotivated to do anything and when i get home at night, i just want to go to sleep and forget about it all...

i'm going dumpster diving on thursday for the article i'm writing for the green observer about freeganism. excited? definitely.

i am one presentation, three papers, one article, and three exams away from summer vacation. i need to get a JOB!!!!!!!!!!!

i've realized my obsession with lists has begun to make me annoyed. mainly because i don't seem to be able to finish them lately. ugh.

i've decided to write my comm 321 paper on edie sedgwick. her life is fascinating to me--mostly because her style [mainly men's shirts w. leggings/tights] resembles my own, but also because she was described by many as a definitive presence, but with a sad sort of undertone. her life was tragically adventurous and also seemingly frivilous. i don't know...hopefully i'll be able to shell this one out quickly...

also, [a side note here]--i guess i just like to believe that deep down, underneath everything, that everyone is truly good. good minded, good mannered, good spirited, well-meaning. i like to believe it and i like to give that sort of regard to everyone. but some days, i just question how someone can be so cruel. is it unnoticed?? unintended?? misinterpreted??

sweeter dreams.
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