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    :: Saturday, January 15, 2005 ::

    So. I guess I'm back into updating this thing kinda regularly. Frankly, I prefer it. I noticed a few days ago that the times when I don't update this thing are when I update my LiveJournal too much and those entries are the ones where I feel like hitting my head against a wall multiple times.

    Went to see Kinsey with Heidi today, and I'm glad it was Heidi, not, say, the person who I was going to have to go see it with, also known as, MY MOTHER. That would have been the most awkward experience EVER. But it was a good movie. I know it's not exactly a secret I have one of those celebrity infatuations with Dominic Monaghan (And if it was a secret, it isn't anymore) but Peter Sarsgaard...between Garden State and Kinsey...well, I'll leave that to the imagination.

    I've been reading, listening to music. Finished Frankenstein. It was...okay. I absolutely despised Victor. I mean, LOATHED him. I didn't necessarily want to take a sledgehammer to his head *cough*Holden Caulfield*cough* but I did at least wish for the monster to kill him. I didn't really like the book, but I can see how others can like it.

    Did pretty poorly on my exams. Well, actually, I don't know why I'm saying that. The only exam I absolutely bombed was Biology, the rest I did decently on. I don't know what happened in Biology. Usually I make a B on the tests, but I flat out just bombed this one. But getting away from that.

    The past few weeks have been weird. I've just felt empty, I guess. Just completely devoid of any emotion. I really enjoyed getting to hang out with Heidi today. It made me realize how close graduation is, and all the stuff that comes along with it.

    I guess what I meant to say was this: It feels like I've checked all my bases and been shot down at each and every one. You know what that feels like, don't you?

    :: Nick Saturday, January 15, 2005 [+] ::
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