Bowling balls flying like raindrops

I awoke this morning in a malfunctioning body; I so hate it when that happens. It's true what they say about health, and the value of having it. Tendonitis is about the worst it has ever gotten for me, but even that is like a betrayal. To work so hard, and to have it all taken away by the very thing that you've worked so hard for...anyway, this is completely irrelevant. I stayed home sick for the first time in my entire high school career, and by 10 in the morning I was wishing I had gone to school. My day was basically spent singing at the top of my lungs to my Chicago soundtrack while practicing slidey-socks dance moves on the kitchen floor. After a missed day of school, it feels strange that tomorrow will be Thursday already; Christmas is coming so fast. Yesterday's entry proved to be prophetic. Just remember, when you're knocked out on the floor, there's nothing left to do but get up and go back to your corner. And despite all the levels of intruege we layer on our interactions with each other, in the end we're all just human beings desperate to connect with anyone from the pit of our solitude. Every man is an island, but that doesn't mean we have to be alone in the world. Your friends are always there for you, no matter what happens or how you feel. I truely believe that; we misunderstand each other as a rule, but if we could only know each others' true feelings we would realize that we're all basically the same. Just give it a chance sometime. Nobody is ever completely abandoned. One of my activites today was giving some serious thought and research to what I might be doing after I graduate from AHS. For a while I've thought that I wanted to follow my sister's path to France, but now I'm reconsidering. How amazing would South America be? I just wish Brazil was a Spanish-speaking country, because it's such an incredible place. Wherever I end up going, I just have to remember to take my time. That's a mistake young people make a lot, so I've heard. We think we have to do it all right now, seize the moment, cram it all in before we lose our dreams or big vision thing. Maybe it would be better to slow down a little; life is long, if you ask me. Make it full, but realize that there's going to be a lot of "next year"s, and the only thing you need to enjoy the entire ride is your imagination. This line of thinking has brought me back to Clara...we really need more randomness in our lives. How's that for a segue? You know you love it.
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Romanticism. 1829-1861. The belief that intuition is the inner perception of truth, and intuition is the only thing that can access the imagination.

S2 Mr Nelson
i porked YOUR mom last night too.