So, yes. All-State was this weekend. I have already written a write-up of it elsewhere, so I don't want to do it again. I had a really, really good time, and I hope I can go again next year. Today in Geometry, Liz and I had a nice talk, as we were partners in making a bullseye target. I held our makeshift string compass as she drew and cut out the circles. We talked about our Sociology projects, and we got onto the topic of the chorus trip somehow. She said that she isn't a very social person so she's not a big fan of field trips. I guess I understand that, but at the same time, I don't think getting away holds the same value for her as it does for me. Sometimes you just want to get away from everything, and it's like your vacation can't come soon enough. I'm looking forward to Branson and Bolivia because it's a chance to leave everything behind and be who you are somewhere new, and you can choose to leave old things you don't like about yourself totally behind and bring new things back with you. There's so much work to be done in my head and a 12 or 14 hour long bus ride and an 18 hour flight are the perfect times to just do some thinking and talking and processing. And at the same time, it's spring time. Somehow, the school year works like a movie for me. The plot builds and thickens until about December, and then January and February suck, the climax occurs in March, the falling plot and resolution occur in April and May. Things that are going with me are certainly starting to solve themselves out. I think the spring air brings us all a pot of comfort and new thoughts.