Friday, January 07, 2005
Sarah, Jamesy Rooh-Bear, Donna, April, and I traveled a mile or two to an earlybird showing of White Noise, which proved fantastically disappointing. Keaton and the lead actress performed acceptably, but the film lacked plot. The film left the story unresolved and inconclusive- one of those "we might as well stop at this point" endings. The screenwriter(s) for Lemony Snickets did the same. Those being the only two movies I viewed this break lead me to conclude people cannot write. I already know people cannot speak.
Once again for the impending semester I set lofty goals that I will probably fail to achieve.
FitterSpecifically I would like to lose weight- I dropped ten pounds during the fall, but I gained everything back over the break. Schoolwise, of course, I ought to make straight "A"s, which I foresee will be problematic only if I play hooky and neglect studying.
Happier
More productive
I need a better job and to save that money for next fall and summer tuition (if I take summer school, which is a serious consideration depending on the job situation). A girl who lives down the hall from me is in the main volunteer organization on campus, which I considered joining last semester before the work schedule threw off the plan. Now I can join and I'll have a little buddy.
Tomorrow I must be a busy bee, for I leave Sunday with Rebekah.
[Lauree Frances Keith concluded this diatribe at 8:17 PM]