Mar 03, 2004 22:08
For some reason I'm in a sentimental mood. Interesting.
I skipped class tonight because I was tired and frankly didn't feel like going. I came home after work and Aunt Martha invited me to dinner. So we went to a coney island and I had cheese sticks and a salad. MMmm. Then we bought cookies and cream ice cream and watched Swimming Pool, which is a weird movie that I didn't understand completely.
I told myself that if I skipped class then I would do a lot of reading and typing of notes for that class, but I guess I have all day tomorrow?
Is it weird that it's 10:10 PM right now and I don't want to go to bed, but if it was 3:00 AM I'd be anxiously waiting for the moment? Why does time affect us this much? I mean, I'd feel the same physically and emotionally either way, so what does time have to do with it? Plus, I have nothing to wake up for tomorrow, so it wouldn't matter if I stayed up late anyway. I'm rambling.
I want to ramble. I want to type a lot and have something profound come out. But whenever I do that I create pointless entries that nobody likes to read. A journal is for yourself, I know, but then why is there a public and private mode? I guess your "public" journal is for more than just yourself now isn't it? This entry is for EVERYBODY!! YAY! IT'S PUBLIC!