Swim Day/Flying Saucer Day/Peach Festival (Louisiana)/Summerfest (Minnesota)/Spudfest (Minnesota)
2004-06-24 @ 11:30 a.m.

Reading Antony & Cleopatra now, and it's a bit boring, compared to Silas Marner. Have to leave around 4 pm to meet Claudia. Going for CAP dinner to see if any of the RJC people are having/have had a CAP fling! I wait with bated breath to be regaled by lurid tales of what's happened so far. Hope they're having fun, while I'm stuck at home sifting through piles of paper, which probably won't mean anything to me five years from now. Isn't it strange how most of the stuff you kill yourself over now won't matter in the not-so-distant future? I'm not just talking about studies here, but just everything in general. I want to repaint my room, in the surrealist style. Heck, I just want to repaint the damn thing! Mint green and cream yellow walls don't quite cut it anymore. I want something edgier. Like black splattered on white, then work my way up to something grotesque on one wall, and something abstract on another. The last wall has the window, so I'll probably just paint it black. Of course, this is all just another pipe dream. My parents would die before they let me do that kind of stuff to my room...