Friday, March 07, 2003
Odd people notice odd things. Today someone told me I "strut" when I walk. All I know is that when I walk it is in a very straight line. When I went with my family up to Solvang we stopped at a particular beach, as is our custom, and I looked back on my steps to find that it looked like a one-legged person had just hopped their way down the shore. A few feet beyond the water was a single line of footprints. I can see how that is a little weird to walk as if you are on a tightrope all the time, but everyone steps with their heel first! That is not weird.Wednesday, March 05, 2003
Sometimes I wish I was a better student. Another Justin or Lisa or Yesenia.Sometimes I wish I was a good average student. "A"s and "B"s in regular classes.
Sometimes I wish I had a particular talent so none of that would matter. Another track or swim or a star of anything in particular.
As it is, I can't take a regular class without feeling superior and even acting a bit snobbish. I can't take an AP class without finding ways to get around the work. I can't take a math class of any kind without wanting to hide under my desk because I can never solve a problem on my own. I cannot get by an english class without becoming disinterested in everything I have heard before and feeling exasperated by time consuming exercises. French is possibly the only class where I am both intrigued and challenged. If I was any good at it I wouldn't try. If I was at a loss I wouldn't even begin.
Sometimes I realize that it's my own fault I am in the situation that I find myself.
Tuesday, March 04, 2003
A similar point of view. It was written before the "shields" began leaving Iraq and it's much better said.Scree: "Human Shields" In Iraq
Sunday, March 02, 2003
It's always funny when human events take a turn for the stupid. If the truth was fiction it would be labeled illogical and totally flawed.Remember the Peace activists who set themselves up as human shields for Saddam? Well quite a number have left because :
1. They feared for their safety (You mean being a human shield is dangerous or something??)
2. They began to have financial difficulties (And I thought volunteer meant we were paid...)
3. Saddam wasn't letting them go where they pleased (Who would have thought that a dictator would try to protect himself instead of the people he already released chemical weapons on once before!)
The part that really gets me is the first one. I mean it makes no sense! Where do they get these people?
Memories, memories... I want to make a serious visit to Valley View soon. I want to walk around and revistit all the places I remember. Well the ones they haven't torn apart. I miss it. I barely remember a lot of stuff from my elementary years but I still miss them. Well I don't miss them. But I do. Mostly it was just cool sitting around Justin's house. Reminiscing. We didn't just dwell on VV the whole time, but Ben and JJ and I all had so many weird/funny memories there it was easy to drift back. We spoke of many things. Of Camps and dorms and school and friends, and photos and cooking and anything we wanted.
I would love to RA at Yearbook Camp. But I don't know that I'm allowed. I have a sneaking suspicion that I can't and that sucks tons. I feel like making more of those artsy light effect pix too. There are some interesting ones. And some lame ones. But mostly they were coolio.
I need to fix my nails. They're terrible. But I love my cuticles just the way they are.
I need to clean my room and sleep.
