I tried to convert my Sarah Lawrence facebook into Conan O'Brien's likeness so I could marry him on my New School facebook, but, apparently, facebook doesn't allow you to be a celebrity anymore. My one and only dream of marrying Conan has been dashed against the rocks. Whatever, I'll find a way.
I saw him once in person, he wasn't that cute. His hair wasn't even that red. I don't need to marry him.
Apr. 25th, 2006
I'm at the library. And I told myself I'd write 4 pages tonight.
I have a small room to myself. I can't leave because I don't want someone to take it but I'm really hungry. I don't want to lug my computer to the Pub for food. Ugh. I shall starve!
I am nervous about this paper. I'm afraid my teacher will tell me I am horrible, should've switched my subject months ago and now I'm stuck but at least I'm passionately stuck. Does that count for anything? I hope it does, but I'm not sure.
Time to get down to business.