watching freaking, Young Guns on CMT. You know life is bad when you're watching a western movie starring Emilio Estevez. Yeah. That is what I've succumbed too.
School's been going alright. I got a B on my math test, and a B on my french test. I made stupid mistakes on both of them, but that's cool. I can't complain because I was above the class average. My Carson McCullers bio received an A and some really positive comments from my professor. I didn't think it was all that great, but considering I wrote it in about 20 minutes, I am pleased with my score. Contrary to what you may believe, I am actually a really good writer. I'd love to be a novelist but I'm pretty sure one of their prerequisites is that you have to be an alcoholic. And that I just can't do. Plus, I'm not original and I have nothing of value to discuss. Even in here I just talk about my life- or lack thereof.
I am actually hanging out with some friends on Friday. We're going to grab dinner then check out Forgetting Sarah Marshall. I love all of Judd Apatow's movies so I'm guessing I'll love this one too. I'm excited to step out of my comfort zone and be sociable. A lot of people think that since I'm loud and semi-outgoing, I'm a good hang out person. That, however, is not the case. I'd much rather sit at home by myself with a good book or my guitar. I'm like a bear, I like to hibernate.
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