I re-read some of my past entries, and realized how stupid they all were. I only left the obscure ones on.

I'm sitting in my school's library, re(re)writing my thesis for my paper due Friday on The Importance of Being Earnest. I think I've had enough of this play, I've read literally everything about this work. Journals, criticisms. I even read a book called "Acting Wilde" about Oscar Wilde's homosexuality.

But, all in all, this semester has been really fun. Definitely the most fun I've ever had in college, maybe in life. I'm paying for all my fun right now because for these next two weeks, I'm screwed. But I realized the other day, it's not about how stressed out you were during life that you're going to remember, it's all the fun you had. I can't even remember the Freshman nights of studying (which were pitifully and unpurposefully unproductive, might I add). But am I going to remember the night my friends and I had a fire seance in the middle of her living room? Am I going to laugh whenever I think of the time my friend accidentally typed her crush's name as a facebook status? Am I going to remember the free hot chocolate, the pheromones, the times I felt so powerful and strong? I sure damn hope so.

If LiveJournal was an orchestra by robotliliput
Username
would be concertmaster	nvrendingsequel
would kiss up to the conductor	guardianphoenix
would want to be your standpartner	futuresoldier87
would gaze at you from afar during rehearsal	whosesosexy
would be last chair	punkrockfrek
would talk too much	hyperslurpie
would play louder than everyone else	iknowkungfu08
would be the unrecognized genius of the group	kheezus
would be out of tune	missmortiaffio
would want to play all the solos	bonsai_guy
would make a good section leader	hitmecosmo
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Anyway, mosquitoes suck. Really. They do... Oh yeah, and I might not get an A for Physics. My nearly perfect record might possibly be lowered. :(

My mom just said "coco pie" when she meant "porcupine". New Years is just one or two (however you look at it) days away.

I think I might be going insane.

In other news:



We're hoodlums.

I went to Tyson's Corners today. And walking past me was Star Jones. WTF. The first celebrity I ever have seen in real life...is Star Jones. It was werid because nobody cared either. Haha, Star Jones. This seems like a bad dream or something.