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I am le suck. I was supposed to work on paper last night. Didn't do it. I was supposed to work on my paper tonight. Didn't do it. So instead of working on a rough draft of my paper that's due Monday, I watched the awesomeness that is Closer. Just getting more of my Clive Owen fix. I also rented King Arthur. I heard it sucks, but I'm just gonna watch it for Clive then rub one out anyway. *sigh* I have a giggley girlie crush on you Clive Owen.

I need to go to bed. Ugh, I am not looking forward to tomorrow. Hours of last minute writing. It's going to be the shittiest rough draft ever. Sunday will be a day of writing my ass off. I hate papers where you have to use sources. Citing is a fucking pain the ass.

On the upside, I'm getting my car next week. Finally!

I applied at Hollywood video tonight. They are actually hiring. Bunch of cute, polite boys work there. It's a happy fun time environment. And hey! Movies!!!!! The uniforms are ugly though. Why can't they ever make cute fitted uniforms for the ladies? I hate wearing big baggy clothes.

I have cold cream in my eyes, making them all blurry and sleepy.

I would really love to have pink hair some day.

I need money for tattoos. Need more ink. And some piercings. Since I can't have my tongue pierced for medical and proffesional reasons, I want my nipps pierced. And one day if I'm bold enough I'll go a little more south.

I need to dye my hair again. The icky brown is seeping through.

My eyebrows look funky in my prof pic.

Anyway, I've wasted enough time...

On a closing note, I really am not attracted to boys my age at all. I want a man, baby! Too bad so many attractive 35-45 year olds are married. There *has* to be a hot professor out there who wants to have an affair with an attractive, young female student.