Friday, March 22, 2002

"La Femme d'Argent" by Air is filling my room with music right now.

I feel like I"m at a standstill. Everything seems so tenuous, so fraught with anxiety and twinged with sadness. At any moment, I feel like the world could collapse in on me. I have so much work to do, it's not funny. My research paper looms over my head while my 104 midterm just scares the bejesus out of me. I don't think anyone would want to feel my back at the moment... it's just one big knot. I need to go out, let loose, have some fun, be young...

But I also need to find a copy of The Turning Point and A Chorus Line, finish my rough draft of the paper, re-read Freud's "The Future of an Illusion," read "Third World Film Making and the West," and find a storage unit for next year.

While trying not to be too upset that one of my best friends from USC is not going to be here next year or the next or ever...

And be accepting of another friend's poor decisions...

Throughout everything, I need to be a happy go-lucky individual, just because my time of being "hypersensitive" and "moody" is no longer appreciated around here...

Oh, did I mention learning how to dance well in a period of three weeks on top of everything else?

ARGH. I HATE THAT MY FIRST YEAR OF COLLEGE IS ALMOST OVER, despite all of this all-encompassing stress.