april 9, 2000.

I don't have to sell my soul, he's already in me...

I wanna be adored...

Just a little memo from the Stone Roses, letting me know that there's still a world outside of my obligation to study. Not that I'm actually studying right now.

Bah.

I feel very pressured. I need high marks to justify my admission into Acadia...and there's a lot riding on my decision to accept their offer. Home. Husband. Friends. Career. Seems rather much to be thinking about before a first year survey course winds up.

Well, into the breach once more.