thelibra

If I never have to deal with CinderFuckingRella again it will be too soon. I don't care what version it is. Disney, Sexton [although I really like her satirical take on 'happily ever after'], brothers Grimm...I DON'T GIVE A FUCK. I'd rather read nothing but horror novels now. The cruel aspect of this is that I now only have two MORE papers to write for this course. One on how power corrupts Creon from Oedipus Rex to Antigone, and the other on an as yet to be determined literary topic. I'll probably end up spouting off five pages of drivel about Willy Loman and capitalism and his eventual demise.

There are only mere minutes until I have to leave for that vile woman's class. Sleep evaded me again last night. Guess who will be saying hello to Ambien tonight?

I really miss ZPO today. So much it hurts, in fact. We don't have far to go, but getting there is really rough, especially since I'm so miserable in this course.


It's getting closer now, though. Thank God.