:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::

You know I never even tried :: Wednesday, January 21, 2004 ::

Ah...so the battle was nice. Really, it was just nice to see my mom beg like...well, a girl, for the computer. And for me to sit there, smiling.

School today was nice. A very nice return from break, with a pretty good exam grade in US History, the best English class ever which involved Whiteside hitting a desk with a sledgehammer, disucssing a little boy sitting in a bathtub saying "Nobody move", and other, um, anal and oral things. Oh, and me laughing so hard at the Baby-On-A-Stick that I had to cover my face with my notebook (Luckily, everybody else was laughing pretty hard).

Mr. Chapp is such a great teacher. He presents the material in a way I understand perfectly and is able to fit it all in to still leave time in class for us to start homework. And then yearbook, in which I finished the damned Sophomore spread. I almost had to stay after for Dance Ensemble (FOR YEARBOOK!) but both dance rooms were closed, locked and the lights were off.

But there was one very important factor today that has been lacking this entire school year:

Today seemed easy.

I think today it finally sunk in that there's less than four months until AP Exams, and then less than five until school is out. OUT. No more junior year. I will have survived, I will be a senior. It felt like a new start, which, seeing as it is a new semester, it should. But it felt more like...I don't know...like I was coming back to school after summer break.

I want more days to feel easy. Where I feel like I can do anything.

That's a nice feeling. I wish I had it more.

:: Nick Wednesday, January 21, 2004 [+] ::