wow. writing timed essays is so FUN! uh... yeah. ugh. so, eighth period i spent writing on this subject:

fathers and sons flirts with the distinction between decorum and what lies beyond (i.e. the erotic, the sensual, the indecorous). this is also reflected in the actions/experiences of __________ (pick someone). how?

or something like that. not very nice for my brain at 1:30, after 6 periods (lunch doesn't count) of using it. anyways, he said it was a good essay. ha! anyway, he thought the structure was pretty good and he liked the point i came to in my conclusion. he said it showed i had LEARNED something. ooo. i just have funny wording and i'm not specific enough, apparently. jeez, and i had always thought it was my IDEAS that sucked.

the one advantage to doing that: i was late to weight training, so i didn't have to do so much. i did about half as much as i normally do.

well, anyways. i ate lunch with nathan but by the end of the period i just had to leave. sometimes i just get to the point where i can't stand to be around other people. it's strange, because they mean so much to me, but i just get restless. i can't sit still, and i just need to do something, to get away from everyone. so i went outside. i ended up being late to math, but oh well. at least i got a chance to calm down. sometimes i just get the jitters. and i talked to alex before the period ended which was fun.

oh, and i'm happy now. i figured out where i was screwing up on the math homework. so i guess i don't need the teacher after all.

hmmm, but i miss our old seats in lit. i mean, i'm kinda glad there's a change, because change is good and all, but i hate desks in neat rows. i need to talk to people more in that class, i'm starting to feel lonely.

anyway, sorry for the randomness. i figure a whole bunch of short random thoughts is better than a big semi-flowing thought. big paragraphs are on my list of things that make my brain hurt.