Long time no post.

As usual, school has been miring me in the wet concrete known simultaneously as homework and procrastination material. Right now I'm cracking down on one last criticism for human nature in The Lord of the Flies, and so far that's coming along just fine. I'm a bit sad that the class is working on the book that I enjoyed reading (as opposed to 1984, the other summer reading assignment) since I know that the rest of the year's material won't be as fun. Case in point: we're reading Wuthering Heights. Don't get me wrong, books by the Bronte sisters are amazing. However... if I have one more girl in my class go gushy-eyed at the mentioning of one of their titles (or talk about watching the movies based on the books every weekend) (... or about how so-and-so in the story is SO hot) I'll have to break out with the rusty knife I threatened Rachel with two years ago. The class is still loads of fun.

Now, Statistics homework on the other hand... god that was hell. Not tonight's assignment (since it's only a front page), but last night's was four pages of tedious goodness. Seriously. The questions were easy enough (no actual math yet besides some percentage to number conversions), but the fact that we had to write it in complete sentences... that part took me a while. Damn, I forgot to ask the teacher if I could type out the largely non-mathematical assignments. My hand is going to suffer more torture, apparently. I'm not one of the lucky people (::coughKARENcough::) who can write without looking at the paper to ensure straight, neat lines.

I'm practically finished with my transformation piece (turning a word into a realistic image of the word) in Art. Go me. So... I'm spending much of my free time drawing up thumbnail sketches for the series of Modern Men in Mythology paintings I've decided to do for the ARTSAwards competition. Today, during class, I got several reference shots for my Atlas piece. I need to coerce friends into posing for me... but I need guys to do it (otherwise I'd have to knock down a few busts and add a package here and there). Given my lack of guy friends in LVA that I see outside of classes... yeah. That'll be difficult. Tottemo muzukashii.

Speaking of, Sensei Lee is pretty cool (yells alot, but that's partily his predecessor's fault) but he's pretty sarcastic. About as sarcastic as I used to be freshmen year. Which is bad. Not as bad as eigth grade; no one has been able to top that period of seething monotony). At least Randy and I are enjoy the fact that we can sit in the back of the room and not be bothered for most of the period.

Maintaining the Asian train of thought, just finished watching Lan Yu. Good move. Very good movie. I'm only halfway through the written story (and severely mistrusting the translations, but I can't read Mandarin so I'll have to make do) and the film is pretty faithful to the original. The unconventional cuts are a little bit unusual, but once you get used to them, you see how effective they really are at crucial moments of the story. Nice.

You know who's also nice? Dolphin. Aka: Moose, Q-Tip, and an assortment of other nick names. Yep, ladies and gents I have a lunch with him in it again. Learned some interesting facts about him from Nikki (he's one of those great, yet fairly uncommon, dance majors who is an over-achieving, high grade addict) and from other people (he's also a big fan of The Perks of Being a Wallflower). Yay.

I have to read that book again sometime. Recently, since the end of last year, I've been trying to keep in contact with Matt and since he's busy with forensics (and the drama that entails being in forensics... damn, all those gay men in that class? I'm glad I'm not taking it) and he hates using phones unless absolutely necessary. So I've been writing letters for him to read at his leisure (actual letters; the stamps in the drawer are rejoicing now that they're being used), all very Charlie from Perks like.

And people named Charlie or Chuck shouldn't be closely associated with me. Like Kelly's new boyfriend Chuck (who is in his mid-twenties yet looks like a 14 year old... and apparently sounds like it too). I was hanging out with the art teachers after school, and Dokken was talking about Mary Queen of Scotts (with her husband's death-by-dynamite), so Kelly started talking about how that should've happened to her (now ex)husband. Funny.

Then there's Cookie with her obsession over unusual church relics (like the preserved heart of a priest somewhere in Canada) despite the fact that she's a liberal Jew.

Let's not even get started on "things," everyone's cherries, and smelling like an Egyptian Goddess. Ah, hilarity hilarity.

I need to talk to Halley and see if he wants to come visit once his car (dubbed Shinobu) gets out of the maintainence garage.