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This is long because I'm in one of those moods. I'm not cutting. Deal with it.
I'm going nuts, because I'm in another random bout of sickness. I keep getting very hot and flushed, I'm exhausted, headachy, my chest is tight. And I'm super nauseaus. I started freaking out because I thought I had a swollen lymph node under my right arm and was convinced I had cancer, but then I decided I think it's just that my muscle is bigger because I'm right handed (I hope). And I'm still plagued with insomnia. I wish someone would figure out what is wrong with me and fix it. I hate feeling like this.
Anyway, I turned on TBS to watch Sex and the City, but to my surprise the American President was on. Martin Sheen looks sooooo young. Now it's time to watch a Wing rerun, 20 Hours in America pt. 2. I'm soooo excited thats my favorite episode. Well one of them.
On that note, I've decided it's time to admit that I'm a TV junkie. I denied it for a long time but I am a total TV junkie. I've just discovered that Boston Public reruns come on this random channel that seems to be like a black living network. I forgot how much I loved that show and how incredibly attracted I was to Harry Sinnett. If he were my teacher I'd never be able to concentrate. Damn I want to jump him.
So anyway, I'm TV obsessed. West Wing, Desperate Housewives, American Dreams, Sex and the City, The X-Files, The Daily Show, Boston Public, Judging Amy, ER, Law and Order: SVU, Sports Night, Project Runway...I think that about covers it. I just love TV. I still read a lot and exercise and get good grades. It doesn't interfere with my social life, I'm not lazy. So I've decided I should stop feeling guilty about it. It's entertaining and thought provoking and often times, in all seriousness, educational. Seriouslly, how much have I learned from the West Wing? And the moral issues on Boston Public and philisophical issues of the X-Files always prompt discussion among hall mates. It's not a bad thing to enjoy TV I don't think. But I'm also obsessed with movies and books and I think it all comes back to me always living in another world, in some kind of fantasy. I daydream ALL THE TIME. I did when I was little too. Any opporitunity I had to read about, watch, or create another world I did. Thats why loved Barbies and polly pockets and little people and stuff. So, I think thats why I love TV. For an hour I get to leave my world and enter one much more interesting and exciting.
So I still haven't gotten over Mac leaving. Everytime I think about it I cry. I hust...I don't even think she realizes the impact she had on me. The thought of her not being here when I come home is devistating.
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. I love Christmas and everything about it, even the materialistic commercialized stuff and the crowds and gift giving and wrapping and decorations. I love everything about it. Our family's organized festivities start tomorrow and go on for several days. I'm so excited and just hope I feel okay... Merry Christmas everyone!
I'm going nuts, because I'm in another random bout of sickness. I keep getting very hot and flushed, I'm exhausted, headachy, my chest is tight. And I'm super nauseaus. I started freaking out because I thought I had a swollen lymph node under my right arm and was convinced I had cancer, but then I decided I think it's just that my muscle is bigger because I'm right handed (I hope). And I'm still plagued with insomnia. I wish someone would figure out what is wrong with me and fix it. I hate feeling like this.
Anyway, I turned on TBS to watch Sex and the City, but to my surprise the American President was on. Martin Sheen looks sooooo young. Now it's time to watch a Wing rerun, 20 Hours in America pt. 2. I'm soooo excited thats my favorite episode. Well one of them.
On that note, I've decided it's time to admit that I'm a TV junkie. I denied it for a long time but I am a total TV junkie. I've just discovered that Boston Public reruns come on this random channel that seems to be like a black living network. I forgot how much I loved that show and how incredibly attracted I was to Harry Sinnett. If he were my teacher I'd never be able to concentrate. Damn I want to jump him.
So anyway, I'm TV obsessed. West Wing, Desperate Housewives, American Dreams, Sex and the City, The X-Files, The Daily Show, Boston Public, Judging Amy, ER, Law and Order: SVU, Sports Night, Project Runway...I think that about covers it. I just love TV. I still read a lot and exercise and get good grades. It doesn't interfere with my social life, I'm not lazy. So I've decided I should stop feeling guilty about it. It's entertaining and thought provoking and often times, in all seriousness, educational. Seriouslly, how much have I learned from the West Wing? And the moral issues on Boston Public and philisophical issues of the X-Files always prompt discussion among hall mates. It's not a bad thing to enjoy TV I don't think. But I'm also obsessed with movies and books and I think it all comes back to me always living in another world, in some kind of fantasy. I daydream ALL THE TIME. I did when I was little too. Any opporitunity I had to read about, watch, or create another world I did. Thats why loved Barbies and polly pockets and little people and stuff. So, I think thats why I love TV. For an hour I get to leave my world and enter one much more interesting and exciting.
So I still haven't gotten over Mac leaving. Everytime I think about it I cry. I hust...I don't even think she realizes the impact she had on me. The thought of her not being here when I come home is devistating.
Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. I love Christmas and everything about it, even the materialistic commercialized stuff and the crowds and gift giving and wrapping and decorations. I love everything about it. Our family's organized festivities start tomorrow and go on for several days. I'm so excited and just hope I feel okay... Merry Christmas everyone!