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    I Hear You Knocking Down My Door...

    I Think I'm Cured...

    :: Friday, May 25, 2007 ::

    Part of me is almost a little bit disappointed I won't be here for Beaux Arts, because I'd love to see the orgy occur on Stage VI. Alas.

    James was trying to convince me that it isn't an orgy, and I was like, well, duh, it is still a school, after all, but it might as well be an orgy, considering no one really wears more than their underwear to this thing.

    James is also going with his Bible. The first question, of course, is, why is James going to Beaux Arts? The second question is, why is James going to Beaux Arts with a fucking Bible? This almost makes me a little bad sadder that I'll be missing Beaux Arts because I'll be missing James whacking people with his Bible while saying things like "Devil be gone! Heathen within! The power of Christ compels you!"

    So sad.

    OH MY GOD, I LOVE NCSA BUT I AM SO FUCKING SICK OF SITTING AROUND DOING NOTHING EXCEPT GOING TO SCREENINGS FOR MOSTLY SHITTY STUDENT FILMS. I'M ALMOST EXCITED THERE'S A FIRST YEAR MEETING TOMORROW WHICH WILL UNDOUBTEDLY BE BORING BUT IT WILL BE SOMETHING OTHER THAN LYING AROUND MY ROOM BECAUSE IT'S MAKING ME WANT TO SCREAM.

    I wish I had discovered what a nice cup of tea will do at the end of a day way back in winter semester. I'm going to try to have a cup at the end of each day from now on, but, damn, I especially needed this during The Bloodline.

    I'm really excited about Art Direction. It'll be nice going straight into my discipline while everyone else still tries for their discipline next year.

    I have one big goal for next year because, seriously, I'm about to claw my skin off.

    "The Boxer" by The Chemical Brothers is awesome.

    And why had I never bought a Cure CD until a couple of weeks ago?

    And why am I still up at 2:11 AM?

    And I, for some strange reason, have decided to tackle Ulysses and re-read The Sound and the Fury this summer. Add In Search of Lost of Time in there, and I'll knock out the three big works of modernism! I am insane!

    :: Nick Friday, May 25, 2007 [+] ::
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