her name is glynis, yes.

[laurenoid]

i'm starting to kind of dislike writing in this because of the whole friends list thing...i realize that exhibitionism in some form is the whole point of livejournal, but i can't write what i'm really thinking in here, for many different reasons. on an unrelated note, it is so incredibly irresponsible of me to be updating at the moment, because i have to finish a philosophy paper due in less than two hours, start (and finish) a 2-page drama treatment due in less than three hours, and register for classes in exactly one and a half hours. i couldn't be more calm, though, which is a little strange. actually, that's not totally true, my mind is running at a million miles but i still feel like it's a saturday and i'm not feeling the pressure to get shit done NOW. i'm listening to a little writing mix and while yes, these songs do make me want to write, i'm not sure it's really the best mix for writing about "when faith and evolution clash," by mr. alvin plantinga, because i'm sitting here thinking about how i can't possibly get over mr. jc (not of the savior persuasion), and how nauseating that is, because wow girlfriend it's time to get a grip. it's interesting the way that missing someone seems very physically centered at the diaphragm. is that just me? because my solar plexus aches when i think of hundreds of miles. i realize how disgusting that is. i promise to get over feeling guilty about it if you promise not to make fun of me. "you" being the universal audience we write to, even though it *is not listening.*

etc, etc. back to the paper(s) and pictures of you (both the song and the fact surrounding my computer screen.)

byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.