our battles are repetitious, if not broken, poetry.

my hopes - immediate and distant

• That the bursary gods will make me happy.
  
• That I don't have plagiarism problems for the chem assignment I'm working on right now - if I have to summarize and already concise paper, I CAN'T HELP but write down the same technical terms! *cry*
• That I get a good summer job this year, and fairly soon.
• That I get to go somewhere new this summer.
• That I get my driver's before fall.
• That I keep exercising regularly forever.
  
• That I get more sleep once this semester is done!
• That I have a good summer, personal life-wise and fun-wise.
  
• That I have a boy to kiss when it's so pretty out and I just want to share my extreme happiness about the weather with someone!
  
• That I have sex sooner rather than later.
  
• That I succeed in my *secret plan*.
  
• That I make lots of new friends to make up for the ones that I will be saying goodbye to.
• That I see my friends often.
• That I have atleast two good life plans by the end of the summer!
• That I have a pet, preferably a dog, soon. *my heart is smiling*
• That I fall in love and it makes me happier than Elaine with a lifetime supply of Sponges.
  
• That I get a cool job and make enough money to not have to worry.
• AND LOTS AND LOTS OF ADVENTURE! *high five*
  

Drug-induced Ramblings of a Snarky Brown Squirrel

Bridget Jones and Mark Darcy fight a lot, they try to change each other, they break up, they have jealous spats, pregnancy false alarms, they don't have the same friends. But they end up together anyways and you somehow know it's meant to be. That's why even the most real Hollywood movies are still a far cry from reality. I love Bridget, but it makes me mad that everything works out for her so well in the end! And god, she gets to sleep with Hugh Grant AND Colin Firth! haha. Sort of. Well, I guess I shouldn't be so crabby, I'm only 21. I still have time to find all the pieces of my life and try to force them to fit together in a crude, homemade jigsaw puzzle. And I love her job. I would love to do a travelogue on TV!

Right now, I just sort of feel like death...not like I'm dying, quite, but like I wish I was because that might feel better than this. I don't know what this is, I really hope it's nothing at all, just stress-related and temporary. I've decided that the if I had to get a serious disease, then I'd rather have something that kills me quickly. That's morbid, wow.

Fuck, this is one of those times when you want to be taken care of, and that's not happening because you have to take care of other people or make it sound like you're tough so people don't think you're a big baby. I think all of us want to be taken care of sometimes, and some of us are more honest about it - and that can be annoying, but I'm sure if they get the TLC it is worth it. I want to be with someone that I can take care of when they need it, and who takes care of me when I feel like crap. Yeah, that sounds about ideal. Haha.

I love the scene when Bridget Jones is in Thai prison for "attempting to smuggle drugs out of the country" and all her female prison inmate friends are singing "Like A Virgin", and passing around her pink bra. Heh, this is one of the few chick flicks that I actually like. Okay, I feel like I'm on mushrooms, making no sense. That's it then.