You could really feel the seasons shifting today. It was one of those perfect days when summer fades slowly into fall, gracefully. Comet Pond at 11 at night has such eerie stillness. The moon poured itself onto the sandy beach, and its reflections looked like small diamonds floating and glistening on top of the abyss of black. I felt beyond at ease.
The song of the day is Empire State of Mind by Jay Z. Surprisingly I love it. I must have listened to it about 20 times today.

I can't write. I have tried for the last fifteen minutes. Why can't feelings be less complicated? I sometimes think about how great it would be if there was only joy and happiness and love in the world. Then other times I realize how opposite this is. Life wouldn't be life without sadness. In a way it's one of the most beautiful human emotions. It's one that we feel the most. Its always the sadness and grief of people I care for that gets to me. Like today I feel heart wrenched knowing how much suffering there is out there. I feel a kind of dull emptiness today and I tried to cover it up with being outwardly jokingly. You might be thinking, oh is joey okay? Yes I'm fine, in fact I'm rarely. At one part of the day I felt like people feel when they cry. I didn't though and haven't in two years. A bit strange. You need sadness to be able to feel happy or else happiness would become bland. That's scary to me. Emotions are more powerful than anything in life. Anything.

Strangely, everything about school today seemed a little bit better. I have quite a large amount of homework, and math threatens to be so hard that I will possibly go into cataclysmic fits of rage when I have to take a test in it (This tuesday yay!).
I saw the mystery girl I blogged about a while ago. She was walking her dog near my driveway, and I didn't see her and I had to walk to the center of town, to work cleaning. I creepily walked behind her for about fifty feet then introduced myself. After we finished our salutations she was like "I had better get going" and pointed her head in the direction of the common. I had to go that way so we walked in silence for a few minutes with the comment about the weather. It felt like an awkward situation straight out of a cliche movie. There is work to do.
The picture of the day today, is of graffiti I took a few days ago, but it no longer looks like a picture. I think its quite alright though.

I despise waking up early. Last night, despite my best efforts, I fell asleep around 2 am, and have felt exhausted ever since. The first hour of the first day of school is always quite exciting, seeing everyone again and feeling optimism over the seemingly endless possibilities for the upcoming year. As soon as I stepped into my first class, this notion began to fade. My classes are fine. Anyways. I'm more fatigued right now than I have been all summer. Gahh. Wow this sounds like a rather whiny little account about day 1, even though it was an okay day. The only reason it wasn't the best was because of Graphics long block. We listened to Ms Ranson life story for about an hour and cleaned desks for the remainder. Four Winds- Bright Eyes

Finishing my apush work today was relieving. Beyond relieving. The funny truth is, I really didn't mind the work much because I like writing about history. I just dedicated three whole days to it and put in so much effort that I was hugely glad to be done. When I wrote my name and date on the paper, it hit me that it really is September. Not only that it is September, but that it was 70 years to the day that WWII broke out, which is what my paper was about. Doesn't that sound crazy. 70 years ago TODAY. I can't get my head around school tomorrow. It's not a bad thing, just a strange thought at this point. I'm a junior? My sister is a frosh? Gahh. Anyways my plan is to blog everyday for the next two weeks like I used to, and hopefully not shitty entries like this one. The song of the day is Summer Skin by Death Cab even though I had it on here not too long ago. The funniest thing that happened today was when I showed my sister the picture on here and she said "You look like you are wearing headgear but otherwise its cool". Arrivederci summer months!

I'm having writers block. It honestly just took me the longest time to the think of a sentence.
My day: I immersed myself in my history essay, and at night went out to see a film. At the present moment I have so many thoughts all somehow tied to WWII and the enigma of the Holocaust. The book I'm reviewing for history claims that Hitler had no preconceived plans and didn't even want war, just concessions. Painting him as an opportunist who stumbled upon war, and not the genocidal fuckhead that he was felt like a very detached and emotionless view to me. Sure, the book mentions anti-semitism and the Holocaust a bit, but overall it glosses over it. Oh lordy this is sounding just like a history paper. I went to see Inglorious Basterds tonight with my dad and a few friends, and when we got there it turned out I had misread the schedule and we had to wait in Gardner for two hours. NBD we just went bowling, but I could have sworn it was monday not sunday, hence my mistake reading the schedule. Anyway, the Tarantino film was fascinating and had many scenes that were incredible. It is a very amoral film as the 'good guys' are often seen scalping or brutally killing Nazi's. Seeing Hitler's body graphically destroyed and torn to shreds by gunfire made a very small barbarian side of myself come out. I think it was a really intriguing and powerful film. Jewish identity is very much linked to the Holocaust. The questions about are had to answser and I think every Jew find their own ways to understand the Holocaust.

Waking up at 1 really shortens a day. At 6 I felt myself wondering where the day had gone, and it was a tad disorientating. To replenish my wardrobe for school, we stopped off at the thrift store and I found about twenty things I wanted which I cut down to a meager five. I also had a hellish dentist's appointment. Apparently I had a lot of plaque on my teeth or something because my dentist held up a tooth brush and said 'Do you have any idea what this is?'. His sass was not needed, and he proceeded to scrape at my teeth with his little metal instruments, all the time shaking his head disapprovingly. Tonight my dad and I went to see District 9 in Gardner, and I really enjoyed it. The film would probably be categorized as sci-fi but it was a lot more interesting and elaborate than that. It was filmed in the shanty towns of South Africa and was more of a commentary on the issues of race and discrimination. Daylight by Matt and Kim