cimorene

well, ok, i don't believe in anything and thus don't pray to anything, but i'm sitting here shaking with the unfairness of it all. i don't have the power to reach out and hug someone long distance, and

hollsk really needs hugs. and stuff, and, you know, she's in canada, and what good am i doing here? i feel very helpless, just now. too upset for upsetness. like, numb, i guess. damn. damn. damn.

i want to be older and wiser right now.

in other, and less cryptic, news, i got an A on the final paper for english despite having written it in 4 hours. i think the teacher took the more charitable interpretation that i tried to write the transitions and just couldn't, as opposed to the truth, which was that near the end i didn't have time to write transitions as it was too close to the time when i had to turn it in. have i ever mentioned that i really like the cute little lesbian teacher? i quote: it's not an argument, that is, that builds and progresses and reaches a climax--which are the msot satisfying kind (pardon the sexual imagery...).