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"How can you expect the birds to sing when their groves are cut down?" ~Thoreau

Thursday, February 12, 2004

Sigh. So I have a page of my story done. It sucks. It feels more like fanfiction than an actual novel. I should probably cut back on the fanfic and up my dosage of reading...it might help. I think I just need to push ahead...chant that in the end, I'm not writing this for professor, evil, intimidating, anti-Christian, fiction and mermaid-hating Arch. This is for the kiddies.

I'm stressing about Spanish. I feel like an idiot in that class...and so far, I haven't been pulling off 4.0 work. I need to write a paper for that class this weekend. I have yet to actually understand what the theme of the assignment is. I think next week I might go and talk to the teacher. However, I have figured out that avoiding eye contact is the key to getting him to not call on me.

I have an irrational fear that Alan may try to do something on Valentines Day. Probably not...but he is a trickster...which is one reason why I could never be in a relationship with him. If I'm not in the right mood...I would be forever mad at his antics. Oh, did I mention he, yet again, randomly called on Monday night? Luckily I was in the law library working. I used that fact as my excuse to not pick up. After all, I do glare and mumble at those people who always pick up cell phones and ruin the silence. I wouldn't want to be a hypocrite.

As for Valentines, Rose and I plan to watch movies. A Walk to Remember is scheduled, mainly because the girl dies at the end. It should be fun.

Some of my non-Christian friends are fighting...I have no idea what to do.

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