Lost in Translation

July 27, 2010

I really dislike that movie.  I also really wish I didn’t have to reference it, but lately I have been feeling like Scarlet Johannson (sp)’s character, of not doing anything and loafing around unhappily.  I can’t seem to concentrate on anything, especially school work.  The last few days, I’ve been droning online, obsessively checking my etsy.  I need to pay for grad school applications, dammit!  I also need money to live, which right now I’m barely scrapin’ by (perhaps I shouldn’t have bought those raspberries).

Aside from not being productive, I have been having very scary dreams.  One of them involved Allison Sissom, an 18x3x3 ft glass column separated into 3x3x3 ft “prisons”, getting kidnapped, Jeff Browning, Rosemary Melton, kitchen knives, raw potatoes, and Beta fraternity body guard brothers.  The other scary dream I’ve had in the last few days was about a zombie apocalypse.  This dream was somewhat intentionally induced though.  I have been playing Left 4 Dead with Colin, for fun, but also with hopes of having vivid, lucid dreams about my survival, should a scenario like that actually happen.  Success.

Oh, and I’m positive I got an A in Math.