Monday, April 28, 2008

I'm 18, and I like it!

Well, Pirates is over now. I enjoyed the candy in the dressing room, as usual--the last two days was certainly a step up from the first couple. On the first couple days, it was the kind of selection where you're like, hey, I'd like some candy...well...I don't want that cinnamon thing, and the peppermint doesn't look that great, and butterscotch? WTF? Now I don't want any candy!

I just finished The Book of Lost Things. Maybe it was because I was interrupted from reading it for about a month, but I felt that book had the fastest rising action I've ever seen in a book. I mean, it was just going along, gradually building up, and then BAM! everything happened. In that short span of plot, I grew to like the book a lot more.

Mmm, I don't really have much to say. Goethe!

Saturday, April 26, 2008

I'm 18, I get confused everyday!

I'm a boy (or girl) and I'm a man (or woman)...

That's one of my favorite scenes from Freaks and Geeks so far, and this song is actually pretty kick-ass.

Yesterday was an interesting day. I had been thinking back to the beginning/middle of last semester, when I felt I was doing things right, mostly because I had just read Life Together and was really trying to be gracious and caring toward everyone. However, I gradually put less and less effort into that. I decided just yesterday or a couple days ago that I need to have renewed graciousness and care for others, for their sake and mine.

I don't know whether I was consciously trying to do that yesterday, but I felt very calm, more so than I have felt lately. Maybe just the realization of what I need to do has helped me already, and now I just have to do it. I'm kind of excited about that.

Anyway, I don't intend this to be just a journal about me. When I find something interesting, I'll talk about that...

Friday, April 25, 2008

What have I signed myself up for this time?

I did have a blog during much of high school. I'm not quite sure why I did then, but I think putting my experiences into words made them more humorous. At least, that's what I tried to do.

Although, I think it also served as a way to be more conscious about what I was experiencing. Maybe that's what I'm seeking right now--if I can actually write down what I do, something will become more real to me.

At the same time, I'm not quite sure who I am when I write these kinds of posts. I think I get into kind of a weird style, because I feel like I'm talking to myself, but with other people listening. I suppose I'll find out, eh?

Oh dear, and so it begins.