I didn't get my thing done. I have until midnight to email it in or my grade starts to drop. I don't think I care if my grade drops. Music class was terrible. There was a composer there doing silly new-age music stuff with books and glassware and none of it was interesting on any level. I mean intellectually it was semi-clever but he was sort of like a mundane version of John Cage. I'm tired of this class but I still have WORK to do for it. ARgh. I want to wipe out most of my friends and get new ones but I'd be lonely without the ones I have, even the ones I don't respect. I need to get out more. I'm clinging desperatly to the remnants of my natural high but I don't think they are going to last. Why is life so fucking hard? When do the rewards kick in?