Homework

So I keep forgetting to post the homework assignments :/

I'm going to do my best to post them all by Wednesday night

So here are the 2nd Sentences:

Is there a reason for make-up, other than to minimally alter an appearance that nothing was wrong with in the first place?

He couldn't help but feel alone, isolate; pounding the pavement on those desolate small town streets.

Mini-write ups:

I checked my gmail. There were far too many messages, I closed out of it because I didn't have time to work through them. (Multiply this by 9....stage managing gives me no time on the internet)

I went to facebook. I got a friend request from some creeper. Ignore. So...uneventful night, I see.

I went to my blog to make a few posts. I felt uninspired, but I did something Anyway. They came out all wrong. Oops.

I posted a new look to my lookbook. It got a few likes. Thanks for stroking my ego, people.

I went to facebook. Nothing ever happens anymore. Oh look, person I like, lets chat for a while and not let me get any work done.

Logged onto facebook. Still nothing has happened.. oh no, posts about suicides :(, oh but posts about queer theory that can combat this :]

Searched for song lyrics to some Alanis Morisette songs. Waste of time since I already knew all of them..whatever.

Logged onto mycourses to see my progress. My professors have yet to post anything about it. Awesome.

Statement of Reason:

The night was as dark as an emo kid thinks phis soul is. The air was crisp and still. The harvest moon rose delicately through the clouds. I emerged from the swinging doors of the Rock into this wonderful night at approximately 721 PM, fully intending to accomplish my first Fiction assignment for the week. At 731 I arrived at Urban Outfitters, they were having a sale and I wanted new clothes for the fall. let's just say that I took full advantage of the opportunity, spending far more than I anticipated. Yet at the culmination of this brief adventure, I believe it was slightly passed 8 o'clock, I did not continue with the tasks that were laid before me. Nay, the shear pleasure I took out of shopping stifled me so. I found it wrong of me to continue with my night of enjoyment without any work prior to defray my guilt. I hastily abandoned my endeavors to finish, or rather begin, the assignments that loomed over my heat and atone myself for the joy that I just experienced. After my hours of tedious reading and writing, I drifted to the land of slumber where I dreamt of the night I couldn't had...It's a good ting I ended my journey when I did, for if the dream held any accuracy at all- the clerk at 7-11 would have punched me int he face for even questioning his love of pleasure, thrown me out of the marketplace without my pack of twinkies and squeegy. I would have been so distraught I wouldn't have had the nerve to accost a total stranger on the street, let alone enter a pizza establishment, though I did go to the mall to watch a movie. I can't recall which, I just remember hating it and getting into a fight with the manager about getting my money back and being forcefully remved from the mall, into the harsh streets to walk back to Brown. Cold and defeated. Yay, it was a good thing, indeed that my guild over came me so and I ended my evening before it even began.