onlyemma's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Certifiably Insane Why can�t I do any work? I don�t understand. I have thousands and thousands of words to write, but I will still trawl through pictures of Gregory Smith on Google, instead of doing anything worthwhile. And do you know what�s annoying? The fact that I don�t know Gregory Smith. And I can�t marry him either. That is annoying. That is what has filled my thoughts today. I don�t even know why or how I got onto the subject. Though, once again it probably has something to do with being in contact with my sister throughout the day. I always thought that by the age of 21, you couldn�t care less about celebrities. You stop thinking �life�s not worth living if I don�t marry [insert famous person]!� but, with Kate as my example, you learn to compromise; you say, �Ok, I�ll just have to learn to love one of the mere little people instead�. Kate says: I hate the question 'would you rather be with bob or gregory smith?' that would be a hellish situation Case and point. God. I have done nothing with my day. Well, I had a nap. That probably constitutes less that nothing because for an hour and a half I didn�t even move. Being a student is so boring. Ok, well I�ll correct that; being a student with work to do is so boring. This afternoon I sat down to start some work and I read through some of the chapter I was writing for my dissertation. Then I looked at the list of pointers I wrote, of what to put in it. This was the list � oh and by the way, it�s 8,000 words on undercover reporting: � Set ups Ok, I have officially lost my mind. Penguin? Where on earth did �penguin� come from? 2:52 a.m. - 2006-03-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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