Its about that time again, when the temporarily easygoing days are erased from memory and all that survives is the bitter aftertaste of a winterbreak wasted. i'd like more time to read more books that aren't school related. i'd like to be able to sit and read for hours and hours without the overhanging dread of APUS. yet the days linger on and their length only increases along with my inability to tolerate them. half way there and it seems like an eternity. i'm taking the SAT this month along with starting a playwriting class. axle is looking at me and i see the starvation for attention in his eyes. he jsut wandered into the bathroom to go through the garbage and i wonder what hes thinking while hes sifting through the dixie cups searching for the perfect one to bring to me. well tonight i'll read a book hopefully. now he'll get on the lovesac and relax. maybe . nope. oh well. its too hot in here i agree. i know i know the pointless entries are supposed to go on the livejournal but this one wasn't intentionally pointless. on well.

masochistically yours,
audrey