I always wonder if I'm being watched. It's not so much paranoia, just curiosity. I'll still dance in front of my window, but I wonder.
I'm cleaning my room at the moment. FINALLY. It's been in shambles (if you can say that about a teenage girl's room?) since before finals. I'm almost through!
El Tango de Roxanne from Moulin Rouge is heart-wrenching. It makes me feel a lot whenever I hear it. Not anything that I can connect to my own life, at least at the moment, but just. Feel. Also, "Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend" is incorrect grammar. Correct me if I'm wrong, grammar Nazis out there, but there's more than one diamond, therefore it should be "friends". Meh.
I've fallen in love with Jim Sturgess. I still haven't seen Across The Universe, which is a crime, I hear. But I've seen him in other things, and I get warm fuzzies inside whenever I see him (:
I have to pack. This makes me nervous.
I was reassured last night of something that had been bothering me for a while...it involved puppies and old dogs, me being the puppy. I feel better.
I've been talking to Colleen the Brain Twin for several hours every night for the past few days. It's good...we've both been pretty busy, so it's nice to be able to lie in bed and laugh until we cry.
I hope Morgan and Elly work out.
It just occurred to me that most of these statements begin with I.
HMMMMMMMMMM
Okay. I'm going to finish cleaning, and then move my bed. I'm getting rid of the box spring and maybe the mattress itself, and replacing it with a Tempurpedic mabob.
Love.
Oh Dear God, you're beautiful.
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