My padre left for South Africa today. I'm so jealous. Being there last year was such an genuine experience, I felt so alive everyday there, brimming with all things new. Anyhow back to life here, I have honestly been listening to music for the last seven hours without a break. I don't want to sound like one of those cliche 'omg omg music <3' kids, but although I haven't had a productive day by anyone's standards, everything seems alright. Music always takes me away from the pressures of daily life and I feel happy.

I am going to look back on high school and have a huge laugh.

I was looking at my blog, and all I write about recently is work and school. Boring Boring Boring. Anyways, I was thinking back to something that Mr Larson, the best sub in the universe, said to me once. He was describing what he called 'life cycles', or something complex and mathematical about graphing and predicting our moods through natural rhythms. He told me that when you are on a rise or an up pattern to really try and go out and do things you would't normally do. Basically as Ben Stiller would say "Grab life by the balls". This coupled with the 'I don't give two shits' attitude, have been me lately, to some extent.
This week I have been riding a wave of everything being satisfactory and life seeming easily pleasant. I think being like this is tied into feeling useful and creative. I all thought of this when I was walking through the windy rain to get cake frosting.
The humanities scholars trip was interesting-ish. The professors did their thang and I ate like a madman, taking advantage of the free lunch.
I want to go to the beach. Maybe when it is more wintery though.

The fog enveloped the trees and the dark sky made each branch oddly exaggerated, like a silhouette with a life of its own. As I walked by the streetlamps, the lights faded in and out, hidden and then reappearing behind the few remaining leaves. As I walked up the road I passed a car, parked on the side, with the lights off. Upon passing it, I noticed someone was sitting inside, watching me. I began to move more quickly and in the distance a figure appeared. It looked like some sort animal. My initial impression was a wolf. Suddenly its eyes glinted, reflecting the moon and I almost leap out of my shoes.
Then I saw the person was talking on the phone and the animal was just the friendly neighborhood dog, Sasha. The eeriness was good while it lasted.

Oh hey blog. Long time no see.
I feel so fulfilled after finishing this video project for English. It's the hardest I have worked on anything for a while, and it's gratifying seeing pictures coming alive in the film.
I promise some more blogging later this week, but for now, sleep wins.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sK08mV8ueGE WATCH IT!

What is it about homework these days? Until I get work done I feel so full of pressure and pent-up frustration, and I usually never get my work done.
Instead of studying for chem, doing math homework or reading for history, I decided to look up songs for english. I have found some of the darkest and eeriest ones on the earth, which is brilliant for PoeFest.
Anyways today I asked a friend how life was treating them. Their answer was heartbreaking.