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Well guys, I've decided. I'm off to Yale. I always thought once I knew where I was going to go to college it was going to change everything, but it hasn't. I overslept today, missed all my classes. I think I needed it however, so I'm not feeling as badly about it as I should be. I did manage to read all of King Lear (I do NOT like Shakespeare), so perhaps it wasn't a complete waste. I suppose it never would have happened if I hadn't spent the entire evening with Conor yesterday. But it was fun, the last time we hung out was in . . .er . . .the fall. He's graduated now, and working alot. He's getting so tall (this is the part where I break out the tissue box and say, 'my baby's all grown up')
My grandparents are here from the Netherlands and my mother's in a worse mood than usual. Sigh, there are times I wish she would just tell me what the hell is going through her head. When I managed to escape, I attempted to watch My Own Private Idaho, but Keanu Reeves is sooooo bad, I couldn't stand it any longer. Also, I'm sure I've missed something, because I really can't figure out what the hell any of it meant.
See, there are some good things to watching Nip/Tuck, you get introduced to brilliant songs, like the one I'm listening to currently.
to whom it may concern . . .Gah, sooooo much homework.