12.7.2002
 
Oh. Dear. Jesus.

Has anyone else seen Christina Aguilera's video for "Beautiful?" Anyone? The song itself is abso-effing-lutely gorgeous (general empowering message) and then couple that with the video... mmph! Key points about the video: anorexic girl smashes her mirror, two guys make out (with heavy tongue action) on a park bench infront of everyone, an old man puts on a dress and does his eye makeup, and a girl comes home after getting beat up and smiles with braces.

Come on! You've got to love any video that has unabashed man-on-man anything in it. Take that Sigur Ros video for instance.

Erm... just quietly hex out George Michael from that list, please.

This entire effing week is over. I'm so happy. Emotional turmoil--of the inappropriate sort--and stress-induced exhaustion had reigned supreme.

I've discovered that I'm developing an extreme apathy for the subjects which I'm studying. Really, it's all beginning to seem like a waste of time. Don't get me wrong, the skills I'll be learning are quite valuable once I head off into the great unknown. Whether those skills will be utilized or used to display my knowledge, I have no idea.

But my classes are so incredibly easy it's disheartening. Maths (both Trig and Physics) are very simple, and Physics homework is far too easy to put off to the last minute. American Lit. isn't too much of a think class unless I'm writing essays... and that hasn't been as often as advertised. Japanese... that class is going far too fast for my taste and frankly sensei isn't really teaching us. She's more or less presenting us with the information without having the structure needed to make sure that we do learn our material. 25 kanji in two weeks? Are you effing kidding me?! Psychology is a spoon-feeding class. and I often find myself wanting to take photography again instead.

The only two classes that seem to have any relavance these days are US History and Art. One is an AP class (with engaging activities like this Andrew Jackson trial) while the other is my passion. Except that at the moment we're drawing with charcoal and conte crayons to be followed by an exercise in gouache painting. Twitch.

Let's not forget the perspective assignment.

Extra-curricular activities have become more tedious than enjoyable. I have relatively no time to practice piano... because I can't play the damned thing late at night. Choir is nice, but if Patty ends up throwing in the towel and DeDe takes over I will be walking away from the group. Oh, and my vocal chords haven't been up to par what with this whole sickness I'm suffering from.

I've been resorting to numerous escapist activities to pass my time. Grr.

And when I get frustrated, I close off. Take all of this sporatic blogging, for instance.

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