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The Journal of Madeline Pestolesi Mooooooo
02/25/2005 10:01 p.m.
I had a shitty night. I only slept for like 6 hours (compared to me preferable 9). They say paranoia will destry ya, or at least, Jamiroquai says that. Anyway, i guess it doesn't really matter, i just wish I could have talked to him longer. It's a beautiful sunny day out, and I am trapped inside reading poems and doing homework. I cannot get into the poems my professor assigns us in poetry. the majority of them aren't a style I enjoy, or even appreciate. I know Wordsworth is famous and all, but that doesn't mean I automatically have to like it. The book we have is the top 500 poems, which does not mean the best 500 poems, it means the poems that have appeared in the most anthologies, etc. And, like any student forced to read classic/incredibly boring literature, I feel that just because something is famous/classic/widely-read or whatever, it does not guarentee that it's actually good.
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