This works everywhere except sports.

It's weird, me getting tailgated when I'm driving annoys me more than getting stuck behind a slow driver. First, it implies that I am a slow driver...and while I certainly have respect for speed limits, it's more true to say that I treat them more as...guidelines. And that works both ways. If I'm confident, I'll drive faster. And if the road sucks or I'm in a neighborhood or something, I'll go slower. I think that's logical. Secondly, tailgating (especially when I'm already over the speed limit) is the epitome of ignorance and selfishness. It seems that most people don't understand that THE CLOSER YOU ARE TO MY ASS, THE SLOWER I WILL GO. This is so that if I have to stop suddenly, you're less likely to ram me in the back. It's what you're supposed to do in my position. Not drive faster. Not brake-check you, as much as it would please me. I drive slower because it's responsible, and I do my best to ignore my annoyance and enjoy yours.

Thirdly because it's nearly impossible to accurately convey this to the moron driving the car behind me. At least if someone's acting up in front of me I can flicker my brights or something. Nobody pays attention when I dance on the break pedal.



I bought a glow-in-the-dark Nalgene during the Bonclarken Retreat. I am pleased.

-hmm-

Life is interesting, to say the least. Tomorrow I find out about MIT, and April 1 I hear from Brown. Eeeeeeee

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I should make a project.

Oh, and here's this.


Reality by ~middaymoon on deviantART

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[I. The Crimson Sunrise]

[Instrumental]

[II. Innocence]

I remember a time
My frail, virgin mind
Watched the crimson sunrise
Imagined what it might find
Life was filled with wonder
I felt the warm wind blow
I must explore the boundaries
Transcend the depth of winter's snow

Innocence caressing me
I never felt so young before
There was so much life in me
Still I longed to search for more

But those days are gone now
Changed like a leaf on a tree
Blown away forever
Into the cool autumn breeze
The snow has now fallen
And my sun's not so bright
I struggle to hold on
With the last of my might

In my den of inequity
Viciousness and subtlety
Struggle to ease the pain
Struggle to find the same

Ignorance surrounding me
I've never been so filled with fear
All my life's been drained from me
The end is drawing near...

[III. Carpe Diem]

"Carpe diem
Seize the day"

I'll always remember
The chill of November
The news of the fall
The sounds in the hall
The clock on the wall
Ticking away
"Seize the Day"
I heard him say
Life will not always be this way
Look around
Hear the sounds
Cherish your life
While you're still around

("Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
(Old Time is still a-flying;)
(And this same flower that smiles today)
(Tomorrow will be dying")

We can learn
From the past
But those days
Are gone
We can hope
For the future
But there might not be one

The words stuck in my mind
Alive from what I've learned
I have to seize the day
To home I returned

Preparing for her flight
I held with all my might
Fearing my deepest fright
She walked into the night
She turned for one last look
She looked me in the eye
I said, "I Love You...
Good-bye"

("It's the most awful thing you'll ever hear")
("If you're lying to me...")
("Oh, you dearly love her")
("...just have to leave...)
(All our lives")
("Seize the day!")
("Something happened")
("Gather ye rosebuds while ye may")
("She was killed")

[IV. The Darkest Of Winters]

[Instrumental]

[V. Another World]

So far or so it seems
All is lost
With nothing fulfilled
Off the pages and the
T.V. screen
Another world
Where nothing's true

Tripping through
The life fantastic
Lose a step
And never get up
Left alone
With a cold blank stare
I feel like giving up

I was blinded by a paradise
Utopia high in the sky
A dream that only drowned me
Deep in sorrow, wondering why

Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what
Don't let him be
Let's feed upon his misery
Then string him up for all the world to see

I'm sick of all
Your hypocrites
Holding me at bay
And I don't need
Your sympathy
To get me through the day

Seasons change and so can I
Hold on Boy
No time to cry
Untie these strings
I'm climbing down
I won't let them push me away

Oh come let us adore him
Abuse and then ignore him
No matter what
Don't let him be
Let's feed upon
His misery
Now it's time for them
To deal with me

[VI. The Inevitable Summer]

[Instrumental]

[VII. The Crimson Sunset]

I'm much wiser now
A lifetime of memories
Run though my head
They taught me how
For better or worse
Alive or dead
I realize
There's no turning back
Life goes on
The offbeaten track

I sit down with my son
Set to see the Crimson Sunset
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
Many years have come and gone
I've lived my life, but now must move on
(Gather ye rosebuds while ye may)
He's my only one
Now that my time has come
Now that my life is done
We look into the sun
"Seize the day
And don't you cry
Now it's time
To say good-bye
Even though
I'll be gone
I will live on
Live on"

Lyrical poetry set to musical poetry.

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So tonight was the "pageant" to find Mr. Northwestern at my highschool. I was a contestant.

First off, I did not win. And that's OK because, frankly, I didn't expect to.

For my talent, I danced the scene from Napoleon Dynamite. Or at least the first 90 seconds. So that was fun.

Actually it was a LOT of fun. I must be an attention seeker. Just look at this blog. Anyway, I hammed it up like crazy. Best Napoleon impression ever, I think. Oh yes.

I'm OK, everybody. AS FAR AS YOU KNOW.

No seriously I am. Thanks and all. You're great.

I'm listening to the Lion King soundtrack...again.

I was gonna say something else but I forget.

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