I should be reading some Bernard Shaw now...Mrs Warren's Profession. I like Bernard Shaw sometimes. Not always, but sometimes. We have been reading really disturbing plays for this class (Modern Drama) and I am really enjoying it endlessly. Today I got new headfones that have a microfone. I was inspired by this girl who sits on campus talking to people probably on MSN with a voice-chat. I thought it was a cool idea. I could get the headfone/mic to university and just voice-chat with whoever when I am doing nothing and acting lazy anyway. Man, I still have to read a chapter from The Bluest Eye, and some of Nietzche's Birth of Tragedy. My life is a mess. A hurricane of words and letters. Isnt this what being a literature major about? At least that's what I feel. I like it though. It's a strange combination of pleasure and pain (this is what my paper is going to be on..my 1-page response paper)

I will not sleep before I am done with my stuff.
I will not sleep before I am done with my stuff.
I will not sleep before I am done with my stuff.
I will not sleep before I am done with my stuff.
I will not sleep before I am done with my stuff.



I will not sleep before I am done with my stuff.
I will not sleep before I am done with my stuff.

I am trying to convince myself to do the work that I am supposed to be doing. I don't think it's working even though it HAS to work because I have to get good grades this semester in order to not further mess my GPA.

IwillnotsleepbeforeIamdonewithmystuff.

That's right.