Never felt pleasure and pain like this.
I'm both depressed and ecstatic that I no longer feel an obligation to write nonstop. But school is tomorrow -uncontrollable hacking- and I'm catching myself up on what happened over break.
There was, of course, amusing bowling and the like with Colette and Brandon, which delivered us the magic of slut juice and gay waiter talk. And then there was Angels in America, which was beautiful and enlightening (synonym = edifying, YES) and eye-opening, all at the same time. There was staying up till 6 AM on New Year's, plus all that crap which has already been mentioned in previous journal entries. ^-^ Break is over and reminiscing makes me unhappy. But, yet again, who actually wants to go back to school?
I'm quite bored, as usual, and I think I'll amuse myself by putting on a movie and picking out odd clothes for tomorrow. Maybe sleep will fall somewhere in between.
Seeya.<3
There was, of course, amusing bowling and the like with Colette and Brandon, which delivered us the magic of slut juice and gay waiter talk. And then there was Angels in America, which was beautiful and enlightening (synonym = edifying, YES) and eye-opening, all at the same time. There was staying up till 6 AM on New Year's, plus all that crap which has already been mentioned in previous journal entries. ^-^ Break is over and reminiscing makes me unhappy. But, yet again, who actually wants to go back to school?
I'm quite bored, as usual, and I think I'll amuse myself by putting on a movie and picking out odd clothes for tomorrow. Maybe sleep will fall somewhere in between.
Seeya.<3