| Wednesday, April 12, 2006 |
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So today I aced a pop quiz in English, without actually reading the three chapters in A Tale of Two Cities. I really was going to read them. How about a round of applause for paying attention in class? Charles Dickens gets paid by the word, so it's the most tiresome, prolix book ever. I heard he had to write it in a set amount of time, so Dickens didn't work very hard at developing the characters. Lucie Manette, seemingly one of the centeral characters, is known only to be kind, blonde, and pretty. C'mon, Charlie, you can do better than that. Brittany and I went to Deebe's Coffee Bar after school. Her iced latte was crummy, but we had fun. Then we hung out at the used bookshop next door. Brittany, coffee, and cheap books. How can I go wrong? But, as I am going through some kind of emo funk, I still feel like crap. It's this constantly looming feeling. I want it to go away, but I exacerbate it with junk food and lack of activity. Go me. --- music: This Scene is Dead - We Are Scientists |