sing me to sleep

tonight after a total of six finals, the whole apartment sat down to enjoy the three-hour long season finale of survivor (of course taped from sunday night)! all in all, it was pretty disappointing to see yul the cute korean boy win over ozzy the cute mexican boy. the thing is, yul continually spouted about this great minority representation and changing stereotypes, but uh, i'm pretty sure by the end of this 13th "racially segregated" season my previous stereotypes regarding asian/mexican/african-americans and white people/caucasians/whatever is PC nowadays were pretty much bolstered. oh reality television, what are we going to do with you?

lately i have barely had any time to think. these 3am moments of alert consciousness are a blessing. the only song i've been listening to lately is "sleep" by the smiths. tonight i've been listening to it on repeat for about... let's see... 25 plays. it is just perfect anytime of the day and makes me think of everything "the perks of being a wallflower" style. speaking of winter break (not really), AHH YAY. but really, i can't wait to find/read the copy of "feast of love" by charles baxter that erin lent me because i overheard some girls talking about how it is so great today and remembered that i have her copy. i think? i will also finally conquer "catch-22" and finish "a curious incident in the nighttime dog" or something like that, oh you know, that one book that everyone always raves about that i've started about 20 different times but never read all the way through. i also just ordered " i, rigoberta menchu: an indian woman in guatemala" to read before guatemala. i should also make a winter break movie list soon... even inbetween the office season 1, LOST season 2, and 24 season 5 (now out on DVD), there will be movies.

okay, this song has gotten to me. at this point, i better allow my body to do what it wants- dive into my covers and sleep for 9 hours straight. good night.