I'm in my room on my computer right now not studying. My french final is tomorrow. Maybe I'll go tomorrow and it will be optional. Maybe i can put my french book under my pillow before i sleep tonight and when i wake up tomorrow I will have learned french through osmosis. Maybe.
I want to be a street performer and make friends with the people who collect tolls at the t station and never have to pay. I want to live my life everyday through an artistic perspective. I want to spend my days having fun and making other people happy and then giving away all of my tips to other street performers who deserve it even more.
Maybe I could transfer to UCF and study performance voice like Nicole. Ohh.. too tempting, the deadline for fall term isn't till june and the application fee is only 30 bucks, and i still have my bright futures money.
Maybe i could take dance lessons and become a ballerina.
Maybe if I concentrate really hard, i can apparate to nassau island.
Maybe I can ride all of the t lines and become a t afficionado and stand in fanuel hall and direct tourists which line they want. Maybe i can pick up the accent. maybe if i stand outside naked i'll eventualiy acclimate to the temperature. maybe i can get a job at jones soda comming up with the sayings under the caps.
Maybe there is a minature immortal freud that lives in my magic 8 ball.
maybe if try hard enough i can convince my brain to not flip images so everything looks upside down.
Maybe If i concentrate hard enough i can cure cancer and lupus and viruses.
maybe jordan and I can solidify our career as song writers and travel the world on tour. Kari can come too, and so can the rest of the euro study group. we'll be "liberty, equality, sorority" and geoff and jordan and danny will be our groupies. peter can make the documentery about us, and we can do our own PR.
Maybe i can learn to fly.
maybe my laundry will get sick of being dirty and the fibers will fight the dirt and win. Maybe they'll realize i don't have quarters for the machine.
Maybe I should take a shower (should be a definate).
Maybe the goo goo dolls are my spiritual leaders.
Maybe I'll grow up to be a UU minister.
maybe its the little things that matter the most.
Maybe i should smile more at people when i pass them in the hallway. I might make someone feel better.
Maybe there is music in the sunrise.
Maybe i should open my french book and not just stare at the pictures.
Someone take the keyboard away....now... before i squander away the rest of my study time... Karen! Karen! help!... she's not comming. I can't stop typing. ouch!. ok, fine.
2 days till geoff finds out from harvard.
3 days till karen leaves Clark. :O( I don't want to be roomateless.
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