Wow, what a weekend!

Friday, I went to that party. Then dinner on Saturday and last night was Winter Jam. I actually did stuff all weekend.

...so I don't want to hear all this "missing a day" stuff, ya hear? The filler post comment is spot on, though. I can't just sit here and fill you in on every mundane detail of my life. Not all the time, at least. And I''ve long since became too cynical to share most of my deeper ponderings of life on here. So you get the occasional pondering and splurge of detail.

Speaking of segues, this post is brought to you from my tablet! I generally avoid making long use of the on-screen keyboard, so I don't do a lot of writing with this thing. Just can't get used to it. So this is an interesting and slow experience for me! Feel honored.

Do it.

Also please forgive my typos, it's harder for me to catch myself.

Winter Jam was...interesting. Some of the music was definitely pretty cool. On the other hand...well. I appreciate ICOC events a little more now. It was just a weird atmosphere. Plus having a "pray Jesus into your heart" session with 15,000 people really out me off my mood. But I got to see Tobymac and Red and some other cool artists, so well worth the ten dollar tickets.

I'm in my sociology class. I hate humanities courses. I feel like all we do is take basic notions that most people should already have about society and give them fancy names and look at the numbers that prove (but never seem to disprove) them. You'd think that there would at least be some cool conversations, but generally it's pretty stagnant.

Plus this professor doesn't know the difference between correlation and causation. :x Is that too much to ask?

I've run into a wall with Les Mis. It is very slow right now, and not only do I have a displeasingly short attention span, but I ain't got no time for dat.

I'm gonna cut this short. Don't want to miss out on memorizing the name of some big-wig Sociologist.

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There's so much drama on nuTang lately. -sigh-

Why can't we all love each other? Heheheh, ohoho. Ha.

Seriously?

BUT ANYWAY, today was:

Rainy.

Personally, I really like rain. I like the the near uncomfort. I LOVE when lightning strikes from right above my head. If I could choose a way to die, right now I would choose lightning struck to death. Then again, it'd be great to survive said event, assuming I keep all my brain functions.

Whenever it really pours, I get excited. And I don't even notice, usually. It's kind of a deep sense of comfort. But it never rains hard for more than 10 or 15 minutes around here, and I always end up disappointed.

But not today! Today was a combination of half hour downpours, angry drizzles, and the clouds glaring down on our puny heads. It was wonderful. The sheer volume of the water falling from the sky made my head spin. I dare say this was on the order of someone seeing snow for the first time. Well, no I don't. But you get the idea.

The constant fear of hydroplaning in a minivan makes driving much more interesting, also. I'm a fairly careful driver, which is good, because I was out in another downpour tonight dropping off my friends in their wooded neighborhood. Lots of water on the roads. More than a little slipping. But nobody knew that until I was safe at home. Or just now, actually.

Hi.

//subject change/

Beware, girls. I will melt your brain. *cue eerie music*

Is it just me, or is everything worth worrying about completely under control? Yeah. It's just me. Cha-ching!

And now, on to Math IB and a little touch up of my Oreo recipe. Yummy.

PS:
Get along, you guys.

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Summer finally is here. School actually ended on Wednesday, but yesterday I was busy all day long. Today, I am bored as can be. Summer MUST be here. If I go by my usual rules, I won't find anything truly fun to do until within a week of school starting again. Which reminds me, the school year is going to be two weeks later from now on. Which means I get a longer summer this year. Something about the vacation year stretching into the current school year. This also means that I'm going to come back from Christmas Vacation to deal with First semester finals, (sounds like an oxymoron, but it isn't) but I can deal.

Just because I had a ton of stuff going on yesterday doesn't mean it wasn't a butt-load of fun, and therefore summer-y. I had been planning all week to hang with Katie pretty much all day, but bad planning on my part cost me a couple of hours. I thought It'd cost me the day, so my Wednesday night was spent in a horrible mood. Her mom pulled through at the last minute, though, So I still got to be with her starting at one. Which is still pretty great.

She had planned to go with a friend to the movies at 7:30 p.m., and another silly mistake on my part put me in a non-movie position. See, we had to get tickets in advance, because we figured the world premiere of Pirates of the Carribean: At World's End would sell fast. When Katie told me she was going to pick up tickets, I didn't bother to point out that I could get one from her and pay her back. So she didn't get one for me, and when we realized that I could have gone, I kind of depressed again. Her mom bailed me out, again, and drove us to get the extra ticket. She'll probably guilt-trip Katie later.

So, we spent the day hanging out, eating, walking, just being together. We never got around to cleaning the Monopoly game from the week before. Heh.

Then Katie's friend Britney came to the house to pick us up for the movie. On the way there we watched a video Britney made for Katie's birthday, and decided we'd all wear green surgical gloves on one hand. For kicks, you see.

The movie itself was just one big twist. Man, I'm still not sure I understand everything that went on. I'm pretty sure I can divulge some things without ruining any surprises. One, Jack has finally really lost it. Two, there seems to be a running gag with peanuts and/or crabs, and I can't even count the number of times a crowd of people simultaneously drew their guns. Over all, it was pretty cool. Funny, of course.

So ended my evening, because my mom was waiting outside the theater when I came outside. What a day.

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Last night I learned and understood what it's like to be insane. I was talking to Katie at about 12:30, as usual, and I could not stay focused. It was terrible; every other thing we said would set off a "day dream" in my head. This is kind of the process I undergo under normal circumstances anyway, where I process what someone's saying and think of a response. But it usually doesn't get away from me, so to speak...and after I came out of it I could never remember how I'd planned on responding, or even what she'd said to begin with. It's as if laying in bed starts my brain to shutting down, even without my consent. I guess that's a good thing, since that's what I've taught it to do (I used to have real trouble settling down and going to sleep). But it was interesting to experience what it's like trying to fight it.

After I got off the phone, I was still in the mindset of trying to fight it, actually. I kept settling into scenes and ideas but shaking myself out of them because I thought I was still on the phone. It was weird. It's like part of my mind was suspicious of the other. Reality didn't mean much at that point, because I could hardly tell what was more real. Crazy stuff. I mean, I read about that kind of stuff all the time, but it's an entirely different thing to EXPERIENCE it.

I wonder why we doubt other people's experiences so much compared to our own. Say my friend tells me about his skydiving fun. He tells me how exciting it was, about the adrenaline rush, the wind in his face, the feeling of weightlessness...you hear about that kind of stuff all the time. But doing it yourself makes your understanding infinitely better. You didn't just hear about it or see it, you experienced it. And you'll know how your friend felt when you just cannot communicate the experience, how you're stuck with words or pictures, and it's simply not enough. People understand it in their head, but it isn't a part of them yet. Sometimes we don't even know we were missing out on that level of understanding until we suddenly understand with our entire being.

That's one of the things they tell us to be wary of in church. There are people who've gone to church their entire lives, and they think that makes them OK. And they don't realize that they're just window shopping, really. They never experience anything, and they never know any better. Or even worse, they experience God one time and they think that's it. They don't move anywhere with it. It's like if I got a cake, looked at it, and thought, "This cake looks pretty nice." But I never thought to eat a piece. Or, I eventually decide to eat a piece but don't think about the rest of the cake.

There's always more cake to be had; have it!

What a lovely tangent. I think I had a plan for this, but now I don't know what it was.

I should be reading my history book. Later!

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