it's 5:53, and i'm nearing the end of an all-nighter for my music lit final. thank god for coffee. I am so happy with finishing one of my essays, but i know i'm going to fail the exam. why try then? well, i want to prove to myself that i can work hard and accomplish something, even if it means only getting the take home part right. i worked my ass off on it, and i'm happy with it. i don't know ANY of the rest of it, but oh well. that's life. other than that, i'm just rambling, listening to jack johnson in the library. what a night. i'll almost miss new orleans...
by the way, carolyn jackson, you are forever my hero. you need not worry about me. i'm not going anywhere for a long time. i'm here for you, babe.