*tuesday, december 11
So, for a special treat for today I decided to see what was up this day a year ago. I cried in french class. I remember that; I cried because I thought I was going to fail the exam. I didn't understand the subjonctif. In fact, I was just talking about that day with Mariea a few days ago (hell, maybe it was yesterday - it's not like I rememeber these things).
I also went to Julian's today a year ago. Then when I got home, I studied, even though it was 11 o'clock. I wish I could study right now, but as I was reading A Modest Proposal I was falling asleep. No offense intended to Mr. Swift, as I generally enjoy the essay (what with the random capitals... Well, it was the Style at the Time), but I just can't seem to keep my eyes open.
I suppose I just need some sleep. I didn't get very much last night or the night before. My house is cold as a biatch, and I don't sleep until I'm warm enough. Which is hard to achieve. My dad hasn't been in to bleed the radiators yet, I think. I usually take note of that because I take a huge interest in the process. I'm not really sure why, but I guess the name plus the fact that I don't know how to do it myself makes up for some fancy livin'.
As you may be able to tell, I'm screwing around with the HTML. It's some pretty fun stuff. Oh MAN- The End. I haven't listened to this song forever. It's brutal, and good. Brutally good. I've got some songs that just absolutely kill me from the summer, case in point with The End, and also "No Rain" which totally made me cry yesterday (even though it was the "ripped away" version, which you all should get because it's so incredibly trippy). I love songs like that. Reasoning like that, concerning songs, makes me think of Sara. For a coupl'a reasons, I guess.
~check ya later
