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on October 13, 2010 - 12:34pm

For some strange reason, I had the sudden desire to begin my journal on Josh's site. Not that I didn't want to before. I did, I really did. Just the feeling wasn't as strong as it is now.

I am an English major, and I have tried countless times to write, whether it be a journal entry, a paragraph that has no sense of narrative direction, or a short story. Nowadays I have no time. Work and school are always on my mind, all that I do for that matter. So is dance. Dance is my passion. But sometimes I ask myself, "What if you wrote something extraordinary?" There is only one way to find out, right? A moment ago, I had the opportunity to begin my journal on this site - and I took it.

Right now I am at the library. I studied my butt off for my Shakespeare midterm. Read and reread summaries of the plays we have read so far. So much reading. I didn't study as much as I wanted to, but I have a good feeling about my Shakespeare midterm. I think, I hope, I will be pleased with the result.

I feel as if my day has just begun yet, at the same time, I feel as if I just woke up. I am falling asleep, and I am trying my best not to go down three stories in an elevator, walk to my car, slide into the driver's seat, turn on the car, and go on home to sleep until 4:30 or so. The temptation is there.

Today is going to be a long day though. Class at 3. Review for Dance Improvisation at 5. Shakespeare midterm at 6. I'll be out of school by 8:30. Then I have a presentation to cook up for tomorrow, all before midnight or 1 a.m. if I want to get enough sleep. Tomorrow I have work at 6:50 a.m.

Why can't the weekend be here already? I could use some sleep. Sleep is nice.

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