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04 May 2004

I'm very frightened for my opera final. In fact, I am so frightened that I've rather given up and am very relaxed, strangely. Not letting myself panic. Whooooooo. Breathe in, breathe out.

I wish I could scream in the streets without looking crazy. I was walking back from the library and really felt the need to let some stress out, but because of silly things like being called a psycho and possibly being arrested, I didn't.

I still feel like a certain girl on the floor doesn't like me, which sometimes distresses me and other times I just think, hmm, I really don't care because you're really opinionated in a bad way and kind of closed-minded. Kathy* is nice and friendly, when she wants to be, but most of the time I just feel awkward around her because she has this way of making me feel like a complete airhead, which I don't like, hard as that may be to believe. I think her and Polly* are perfect for each other--they are quite similar in many aspects, aspects which I don't like in people. So, best of luck to you two.

It's been a long time since I've talked about people using pseudonyms...I find I've missed it.

Watched Little Women again today and it made me desperately sad because I so want to be Jo except I would pick Laurie and not Professor Bhaer. The musical score is gorgeous--really accents and highlights the best bits in the movie.

*=names have been changed to protect the guilty