7:50 Tuesday Evening,   The Allegory of the Cave What is your truth, Teresa? Hastings' only copy of Plato's The Republic is the same damaged one that Caleb didn't want. I took it to the guy at the book desk and I was like "do you have any more of these in stock?" and he was like "let me check. *checks* no." I'm like, "This one's damaged on the back, see?" He says, "Do you want it reduced price or something?" I said, "No, I want it nice. Could you order it for me? How long would it take to get here?" He didn't really understand why i wanted to get it at Hastings. He was like "you can try and find it at another store." and I was like, "no, I want it here." He probably thought that I was weird. So there was this section of books, the Bible's cure to...whatever. so apparently, the Bible cures Diabetes, Cancer, Heart problems, Headaches, and numerous other diseases and illnesses. I thought that was cool. I wished I had faith. I always hate the thought of people using religion, or worse, Spirituality, to make money, though. It really pisses me off. Damn those evil corporations and their money-lust. Today was a decent day. I got pretty far in Calculus..But i'm starting to struggle a little. I need to get over my fear of asking my teacher for help. I also got wayyy far in Physics. I did the majority of my assignment in Physics for the first time since the term started. I kick at-double-dollar. It's kind of funny that I do so well because whenever we're having lecture and he asks us for an answer, if i'm doing it off the top of my head, I'm always wrong. Anyway, then in Art, I worked diligently on my sketchbook and pen-and-ink drawing. I'm doing awesome. I finished his sleeves. I really like the way they're turning out. The girl, Heather, who sits across from me, told me about her friend who is apparently in my physics class who mentioned how Caleb came to Physics and had a cool accent. and she was like, "Yeah, he came with Teresa!" and He apparently said, "oh yeah, her! she's really smart!" I guess he must be smoking something because I sure don't act smart in that class. I love Art. It's like...i get to get in touch with my right-brain or whatever. Drawing is really comfortable and soothing. I need to finish my sketchbook. I think i'm going to go do that when I'm done diary-ing. Hey! I'm getting back into the swing of things, huh? I'm actually updating my diary about my day! I miss this. I miss having a daily account of my life like this. I like being able to go back into my year in new zealand and being like "oh! i totally remember every one of these details!" yeah. off topic. anyway, at lunch, I hung around with Aaron, and it was good. I told Aaron I'd go to the cultural thing after school with him so that he could get points with Spanish. I'm stoked. I want to learn dancing of some kind! I love dancing! We graded our tests in Chem. I got a 99/100! kick at-double-dollar! I think i only got an 88 last time. I'm into the multiples of 11. yeah. Let's hope for acing it next time. I enjoy perfect scores. By the way, diary, I got my ACT score back. I was really disappointed. My dad was like "you did great!" but only because he knew that I was so disappointed and wanted me to feel better about it. So much for 2 more points. exactly the same score. I still got like a 33 in reading, though, so that's good. I don't know why, but I like being affirmed in my reading score. I was only in the 75th percentile for science though. that irks me. IRK. wow okay off topic yet again. in english, my group did it's little Fantasy/Allegory/Symbolism shpiel and discussed the short story, A Very Old Man with Enormous Wings, which was pretty awesome, i thought. It was like 6 pages long, and barely half the class bothered to read it. That kind of pissed me off. It apparently pissed off the teacher, too. yeah. Oh well. I thought it was awesome. It was a really interesting, imaginative story. old man with vulture wings. sweet. okay, then after we were done with that, and our class had a little heart-to-heart where our teacher expressed his frustration with the way we don't respect each other and listen, Sara and I listened to Kelly spill her anxieties about her boyfriend. It made me sad, because I want Kelly to be happy. Kelly is really cool. she's not the most popular girl in school, but the most popular girls in school are all so one-dimensional, you know? They have to be. If you're controversial at all, you're ridiculed, but controversy is what makes life interesting. anyway. so I tried to do my best to give Kelly advice but man. poor girl. I can't even imagine. i think my dad would like the decemberists. Anyway, after school, I went to my chem class and watched the movie I missed when i was "sick" on friday. LURVE SICK. It was about the periodic table and I mostly just answered the question from my own brain, but yeah. It was interesting in its own little way. I learned about how potassium glass is stronger than sodium glass! wow! My chem teacher and i had quality bonding time. In that he asked me what my connections to New Zealand were, and he told me about his in laws or something that live there and want him to visit. its awesome. yay for my chem teacher. So after I went home, I shoveled some driveway, did some homework, then Katherine and I hung out. We went to Craig's, and I mysteriously happened upon some music (I think I have almost every DCFC album now) to have. I met Craig's friend named Sam, who was interesting...but far too involved in music hierarchy. Then we went to hastings, like I said. And we went to Borders and got drinks! and Michael was there, my supervisor. He's awesome. Katherine and I looked at Bridal Mags like usual, but I wasn't all that interested. I was more interested in just sitting there, staring off into space. We talked though, and it was awesome. Then we went home. I cleaned a bit. I'm working on my room. I don't know where to put Caleb's shirt and socks. I've hung up his jersey, but yeah. I don't know. blah. my room depresses me. i can't wait to get out of here.