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Feeling: Tired
Listening to: The hum of my computer
Tasting: Water

It's around 12:40 am, and I came home about 15 minutes ago. I am incredibly tired, but at least I haven't spent all day thinking about or doing college applications. I needed that break, I think. But now it's back to my computer and pages and pages of college applications. And then tomorrow is a full day of doing my history term paper, which I better finish because I really don't have any other day to do it. And then if I don't finish (which is very likely), there's Monday, which is the last full day of vacation I have -- Tuesday is the 31st and we'll probably be going to New Jersey, and Wednesday is January 1st, which is my uncle's birthday, so we'll be in New Jersey again. Hopefully. If it doesn't rain or snow or something else that will force us to stay home-- without a Christmas tree, no less, because it's actually at my aunt's house in their garage in New Jersey because we forgot to take it earlier. I think this may be our first New Years ever without a Christmas tree in the house, and that depresses me immensely.

Anyway. Back to what I was saying. Monday is probably my last full day of vacation (I hope! Because otherwise I'll just be stuck doing more work), and it's also the day I have to go to the post office to send my college applications. So if I don't finish my term paper on Sunday, which is what will most likely happen, I'll have to work on it on Monday, too. And then I've got Tuesday and Wednesday, and then there's school on Thursday, and my term paper's due Friday, by which time I absolutely have to finish my term paper. And then there's the weekend, and then Monday, and then Tuesday, when my psychology test is-- and by which time I have to finish my psychology outline for chaper 9 (or is it 10? I've lost track). And then there's the NYU application, due January 15th, and then financial aid stuff-- and I also have to do the SUNY applications, and the Boston University and Lehigh applications, which I'm doing online and have to finish by January 1st. Which is what I probably should be doing now-- either that or the Princeton and Columbia applications.

And everyone today was looking at me strangely because I only have four more days until my college app. deadlines and I haven't finished anything yet. The beauty of being at Stuy and catching the disease of procrastination. Not a good thing, I tell you. Don't catch that habit.

Okay, so I guess I'm off to do more college applications.

Please be kind and write. (Attempting to be polite!)

And if you've stuck through to the end of this blog, thank you for reading my ramblings. It can't be an easy task...

If I don't write here again before the new year, happy holidays and have a happy new year!

Natalie

Feeling: Sick
Listening to: Fragile by Sting
Tasting: Nothing

So I'm talking to this guy about how Stuy girls are stupid and annoying and self-centered and how Stuy people talk only about school and how annoying they all are and how dating Stuy girls is really annoying. He's telling me that Stuy people are only book smart and don't actually know anything...

And what I find most interesting is that he's from Stuy.

Now, I'm not offended. I'm really not. I don't feel insulted because a lot of this is probably true, and there are always exceptions to every rule and I really don't care very much what he says about Stuy girls, but I'm sort of amused by all of this and since it's after 1:30 and I have nothing better to do, I thought I'd post it up here.

On to other topics...

I still haven't finished my college applications. I'm sure that someday I will look back on all of this and laugh, but I still have a lot of things to do for college and it's not laughing time yet. It's the time of trying to write stupid answers to stupid questions-- the time of yelling and screaming and crying and pulling hair...

Anyway, I'm going to stop blabbing about nothing now.

Reply!

Natalie

Feeling: Tired
Listening to: Some rap song on the radio
Tasting: French toast (which my sister and I made by ourselves...)


I'm really tired. I mean, really, really tired. Incredibly tired. So tired, in fact, that this is the only topic I am capable of writing about. It's kind of sad... but Stuy students definitely don't get any sleep at all. Ever. I mean, you hear "I slept for five hours last night!" and you think "So much? Wow. Lucky!"

I mean, seriously. Five hours is the average amount of sleep people get in my school. It's crazy. It really is.

And now I got interrupted by a phone call and lost all motivation to write, so I'm just going to go back to my homework now. American history... if I had time for it, I think it would be interesting. But considering the fact that I haven't done the past four homeworks and I have another one due tomorrow-- and that in order to understand what I'm reading in today's homework, I have to read the previous stuff I haven't read-- this should be fun!

I'm done with math homework, though. There were two problems I couldn't figure out how to do, but this is the first multivariable homework that I've actually attempted to finish in a while. So yay for me!

Now all I've got is a psych. outline, my history homework, revising my English essay, and doing my computer programming project, which is my hardest and therefore left to the end when I won't be able to think at all.

Don't I do things logically?

Speaking of which--

I was watching As Good as it Gets on Saturday-- and if you haven't watched it, you absolutely must because it's a wonderful, wonderful, wonderful movie-- and there was this great phrase in it.

This guy, the main character, he's a writer. He writes romance novels, and he's pretty famous. He's also a really mean guy.

So this woman that he sees in this office starts telling him what a great fan she is and wants to know how he "writes women so well".

So he looks at her, and he answers the following: "I look at a man. And then I take away reason and accountability."

I'm a girl. I should be offended by this comment. But it's just so wonderful, and so perfectly phrased that I just love it. Isn't it great?

Again, though, I have strange taste and like random things, so I'm sure I'm getting one of those looks I often get. You know the type that say She doesn't look like a very safe person to be around. Smile and nod... smile and nod... then round the corner and quickly run away.

Yeah, that's the one.

Well, so much for going back to my homework... I really do have to do that now, so I'm going to have to come back later at some point.

Thanks for reading!

Natalie