soon the rain will stop falling

i have no idea what came over me when i read the stanza. forget it. weird freak moment of solitary misery. today must be a day of feeling sorry for myself. while people are able to relax, i am still sitting here with my hair piled on top of my head in an absurdly weird-looking way, downloading notes on Long Day's Journey into Night and reading them in rapid succession to prepare for tomorrow's paper. I am going to hit that A. for whatever essay i dont really care. I have four of them = four chances. hurry up and let this paper be over and done with. it's like a little nagging feeling lodged at the back of my mind, that i cant move on to other stuff before actually finishing all my promo papers. though i spent the whole of friday afternoon slacking arnd town with jodie and and angel.

but i realise i really like LDJN. the quotes are so melancholically beautiful and some stuff really speaks to you in a personal way. suppose i should read more though cos the poem references in the text are alien to me. i miss reading for leisure.

one more act to go.