music: “The World Is Not Enough,” Garbage
I’ve been trying to write this for about an hour, but I keep getting interrupted by IMs and telephone calls, and once my computer froze up and I had to start over. So what the hell, people? I’m going to do this quickly and get it over with before I get interrupted yet again!
Today was yucky. I spent most of my time feeling nausious and lightheaded. I’m not really sure why. I’m okay now, though. I studied French for several hours: I am determined determined DETERMINED to get a good score on my placement test. The sooner I’m bilingual (or trilingual or so forth) the sooner I can get out of this dull country and teach English to starving little half-clothed children on the other side of the world. Honestly, they shouldn’t make you plan so far ahead in your career path, because you may end up like me, so excited about what you’re going to be doing in the future that you have trouble being patient and enjoying the process of getting there.
I did get in some tanning time today, and it was actually a really good day for it. Warm and sunny but not too bright. I hate it when it’s bright, my eyes get all irritated and I give up. Perhaps this is why I look like a ghost. But I managed to work up a good sweat out there, and the tips of my shoulders are rosy red, if nothing else.
I kept trying to read (my latest book is 1984 by George Orwell) but ironically I couldn’t find my book. The days I don’t feel like reading, it’s there on my desk, staring menacingly up at me. Don’t you hate when situations are all mixed up like that? I can’t ever find my glasses either because the only way I’d be able to find them is if I were wearing them. (I wear contacts during the day, though, so this hasn’t become much of a major problem. It’s only ironic and irritating.)
Well, amazingly trite and boring as this entry is, I don’t feel like sprucing it up at all, since it’s after eleven and I want sleep. Alors, bonsoir.