07/01/2003 - 4:29 p.m.

I'm walking where my dreams have been.

For anybody keeping track of the number of fictional characters I am far too attached to, they can add Westley from The Princess Bride to the list. That's a very weird list, all things considered. However, the point at hand lies unaddressed. I used to watch the movie about once a week, until everybody in my family got sick of watching it or hearing it, or listening to me quote it. That was about a year ago. Last night I watched it again for the first time in a very long time, and it felt like I was watching an entirely different movie. I haven't decided why yet.

Sometimes, I watch a movie I haven't seen since I was a child, and get very disappointed- it isn't at all how I remembered it. I got the first two Muppet Movies on DVD for Christmas, and the last time I saw either of those I was five- we had them on Beta. So I have a few very hazy memories of just what both those movies are about, and I would rather not have those ideals shattered.

I finally found another class to take, so that I have thirteen hours and can actually be considered a sophomore next year. However, I'm on waiting lists for two other classes, and if I get them I'll have 19 hours, which is two more than I took last semester and three or four more than the school recommends.

I've no idea what I might need to do about trying to get an English minor. I think I may as well forget it and instead take all my hours of electives from the English department.

It all comes down to the very fact that I still don't know what I want to do with my life. Well, I do know what I'd like to do with my life, but I don't know how possible that is.

Rather like my movies, I don't want to see hazy little dreams crushed by reality.