11:06 p.m.

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO EVERYONE THAT APPLIES!

Just got home from some major hedonistic revelling (by that, I mean a buffet dinner with my family...I'm WILD, baby!) Got lots of red pockets full of lots of money! God, what a fantastic holiday...I do nothing and I get money from everybody. What a super-duper amazing holiday.

MONEY! MONEY! MONEY!

Yeah, I'm shitting out greed right now, but that's ok. And before I sound too cheerful, I should point out that I didn't really enjoy the dinner 'cause buffets are, in my opinion, pretty gross. I mean, you have no idea how long that food has been sitting there and everybody comes around and breathes on it...ewww....I stuck to one plate and dessert (some snot-like pineapple cream pie) and drank my water silently.

Monsieur A. thinks I'm a retard. He didn't say anything outright, but, oh, I know the look. He comes up to me after class and says in his weird, Québecois French: "Literary Movements! It's interesting isn't it?" And I sort of smile and nod in an oh-shit-I-have-no-idea-what-to-say kind of way. He's really nice and all...but that class is going to kill me.

SCREENPLAY TIME! I have a super idea and the end result will be like the illegal love-child of Roald Dahl and Lewis Carroll, if that makes any sense which it doesn't.

MONEY! MONEY! MONEY!

Yours...

...with lots of money.