Who knows if this movie will suck, but I like ol’ Owl Eyes (who in the novel is a metaphor for God) saying, “Mr. Gatsby doesn’t exist,” because of course Gatsby doesn’t exist.
this night sucks.
- still sick.
- have to take a bunch of medication so i feel relatively ok.
- back hurts.
- 1 test + 2 essays + 1 project due this week.
- have to read 50 pages of a book i don’t have.
- not going to be able to keep my average up. i haven’t even gotten into uni yet and they’re going to kick me out.
- boyfriend’s mad. don’t tell me you aren’t; you are.
- irrelevant to list: love boyfriend very much.
- have miraculously stopped using pronouns, rendering sentences fragmented.
- oxymoron: fragmented sentences.
- so tired i’d forgotten what miraculously meant for a second there
- the only thing i’ve eaten all day is 12 dumplings. that was like 18 hours ago.
- not really hungry
- so much tea, though
- which is good because i had an expired no-doz, which sort of helped
- it’s 5:17am. didn’t sleep last night, either.
- took a nap during the day, though
- so very close to done with the meaty bits of my essay. i hope i can get it done by the time school starts.
- kind of want a shower.
- got to watch the sunrise yesterday. it reminded me of the ocean in a strange way.
