That life in which I am basically incompetent

Yep. So, I crashed my roommates car. Okay, not really. More like, I had a fender bender with no actual damage to either car with my roommates car. I've never claimed to be a good driver. And this goes to show that even skills that I feel like I'm capable of can prove to be difficult. I am ridiculous. and a horrible roommate. Add this one on to other wonderful mistakes such as forgetting towels at the laundromat and exploding a chocolate fountain. I'm kind of bemusedly disgusted with myself....

I am not fit to live with other people. I think solitude would be good for me right now. Other than that, the end of this year is going by strangely. Apparently, 2009 is going to be a good year for me. It doesn't help now though, that I'm in a strange mood. I just finished watching Moulin Rouge....sigh...

The happy ending near the end of the plot is, I fear, as unreachable to me as Ewan Mcgregor's clear high A. 

It has been forever

And it feels like longer. I don't know how to talk about all that has happened since my last post. I've been really tired and disconnected lately despite having a new computer to blog with. I think I need to get back into journaling...How archaic, right?
I've (almost) made it through another semester. Signed up for classes next spring. I still have 3 more finals, an analysis project and a 10 page essay (that won't be read) still left to do. I am immensely looking forward to January, when I'll only have to go to work for around 30 hours a week. that should be exciting. No school, practicing, sleeping in, essentially staying within a five block radius of my house. I also have the opportunity to go back home for a tiny bit. Should be fun. And now, I think I should go procrastinate a little bit more.