I didn't go to school, because it was bad outside and I'd rather sleep, too. I haven't shaved my legs or armpits in a very, very long time, but I have to for the wedding. Let down. I'd like to spend today at the library, but the thought of going up Rt. 12 right now makes me queasy. I'm getting a haircut today, but but but. I have big fake nails and I can't wait for Saturday night when I can rip them off one by one. This is a stupid entry. See The Corporation. Stop having weird dreams, Mollie.

I got a 99% on my Classical World research paper. In AP Human Geography, my teacher said my research paper was outstanding and the best student paper he's read so far at Central (which has only been two years, but ya know). He even announced it to the class and said he probably couldn't write a paper like that. Okay.

Laure fired Dennis today on the spot. Corey came over and we drank Raspberry Sangria loose leaf tea. We had nice teacups and nice biscuits and danced to nice Christmas music. Tomorrow I'm going to the Met all day for Classical World. It's only nine, but I am going to sleep now. I wish I could stop being so sleepy and unmotivated all the time. Today this kid in my geography class said he wants to learn Arabic in order to "manipulate the enemy." Great, man.