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Mood: cheerful

So, a few cool things for the day before I depart for sleepyland:

1. We made aspirin in chem today! Even though I nearly burned my nose off inhaling some fumes on accident, it was cool to make something practical. Even if we don't really know what was happening, chemically speaking.

2. I got a wonderfully surprising instant message from none other than John! I felt so cultured to be receiving an IM from Spain.

3. David won an award at his last-ever middle-school band concert. It's so cool to see all the band families at various music things! I can't wait for our concert.

I can't wait for this weekend! Yaaay! And tomorrow! Party in the music library!

I'm also looking forward to doing that reflection on high school/this juncture in my life for Lit. Yaaaay Mr. Jordan.

Mood: confused
Music: 'it's for the best' - straylight run

Today I found myself freezing cold in the middle of the afternoon. I was sleepy from waking up at 5 to finish my creative piece for english, and from that silly calc exam, but I didn't think I was sick. Apparently I was feverish. I'm not really sure what to think about my health right now; I feel relatively ok. I guess we'll see in the morning.

Chemistry evades me . . . Or am I evading it? I'm not really sure. I really don't feel like force-feeding myself information the night before the final; I've tried several times tonight and it didn't work too well. If I get a B, I get a B. Big deal.

I need to plan visits to Knox and Grinnell. Muy pronto.

Mood: busy

Wooster essay: sent
Wooster music scholarship application: sent
Hemingway essay: done
Narnia Midnight Showing: definitely happening!
Arthur's Perfect Christmas: on in the background
First attempt at lab today in chem: shattered all over the countertop

All in all, a good day.

Mood: awake

So, tralala, it's December . . . And I feel like I should have something to say. But I don't, really. Except that Y Tu Mamá También es . . . well. Gratuitously sexual.

Granted, I can see some of the underlying social and cultural commentary. It's definitely there. Only, did they need that much sex to get the point across?

I suppose I shouldn't criticize, since I could never, ever make a film worth seeing (note our Snow Day Mystery from last year and the weird movie Sara, Nick, and I made sophomore year). But . . . Really.

Anyway . . . I really just want to read. Like, books books books books books! And no more chemistry labs. Because who really cares if I can perform a gravimetric analysis of an unknown compound? Or if I can calculate the heat of neutralization? The conceptual stuff in chemistry is cool, like finding out how things are made. I just don't like the math part.

Boooooooooooooooooooooooks. With plots. And no equations in them.
And cool clarinet solos, like the ones I sight read tonight by Spohr.

Mood: restless

It seems I am living proof of human dependence on technology, since I can't stay away from this computer. I wish I could find my PSP7 installation cd. Then I could do that band website stuff and remedy my boredom by trying (and most likely failing) to make some new icons. Darn things and their . . . misplaceableness.

I realized today that Friday, the day I see GoF at midnight(!!), is also the day of an extensive chemistry test. As in, over everything we've done so far. My overlooking things like limiting reactants (stupid!) on the last quiz may be a hint that I need to do some studying. Hopefully I don't fall asleep while taking it. That would be Bad.

These posts are so inane. INANE! And yet I continue to write in the same dull fashion. Perhaps I should reevaluate the content of my entries.

Darn you, PSP cd.

Mood: stressed

Deadlines, deadlines, deadlines. Forms, supplements, transcripts, recommendations, essays. The essays are either going to kill me or drive me insane. If all this college application stuff would go away, life would be sweet. Or at least a lot less strange and busy and hectic. Maybe I'm blowing this all out of proportion, but the stupid essays continue to loom above me like Doom. Which they are. So, Doom looms over me like an ugly hairy creature with long teeth and claws made of poor diction and breath that reeks of passive voice. Also, a tail of run-on sentences.

Oh, and I definitely did not get any of the answers to the calculation problems on my first chemistry test today. It's good that I can go back and check the answers NOW, after finding out that - on an OPEN-BOOK TEST - the problems were the odd-numbered ones from the book AKA the ones whose answers are in the back. AGH!

did I mention stressssssssssssssssssssssssss?

Mood: lethargic

I've felt this way for a long time, but only now am taking the time to voice the opinion: I am disappointed in how the Cedric-actor looks nothing like how I imagined Cedric as I read GoF. Obviously everyone's got their scruples with the movies, and this is my first major one. Even though it's probably the most superficial and insignificant scruple one could have with any movie adaptation of a book. Oh well.

I'll digress from fandom now to say this: I have too much stuff. Too many little insignificant possessions that I can't seem to part with because I don't want them sitting in a landfill for the next year, 10 years, maybe even eternity if they don't biodegrade well.

Chemistry . . . It's weird how much I've forgotten. I say we institute Chem Study Nights, if that's even possible with everyone's crazy schedules. I'm definitely putting off re-learning stoichiometry right now. Probably not the best idea ever.

Beloit?

ETA: U of I app complete! Hurrah!

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