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Sometimes I truly hate "movie moments." We are all aware of the type: these are times when we feel that every movement we make has been carefully scripted and that we have little option but to follow the plot line laid out before us. These are the times when there is nothing to do but crumple inwardly to the cliché that our actions follow so vulgarly, that our bodies crumple into so easily were we marionettes cut loose from our puppeteers. Those moments when all you want to hear is, "cut" so you can be secure that what was being played out was only make-believe.
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Is this where desperation sets in? Is this where I refuse to go out except for classes, if even? Is this where I end up wrapped tightly in the blankets in the middle of the night, trying to hold myself together? It's really not as bad as all that, but I can see it happening.
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Sleeping in
Sep. 28th, 2002 03:42 pmDammit...I wanted to go to the breakfast buffet in the dinning hall this morning, but I just got up not half an hour ago. Yes, it does close at 2:00PM. Oh well, maybe tomorrow I'll be able to catch it. At least I slept very well. Alcohol: I'll drink to that!
You know, even when I'm not trying to piss people off but merely wish to have a civilized philosophical discussion, people end up getting pissed off. Do you have any idea how much that irks me? In any case, I'm seriously considering disregarding people's feelings entirely and just saying whatever comes to mind. I'm halfway there already, apparently.