That's basically it... although I seriously miss last year. For the most part, all my classes are good and nice, but that's it. I don't really care yet... except maybe anatomy. And of course I care about English, but not like last year. This year I just care on principle, b/c it's English and so my favorite subject (HYPOTHETICALLY...), but we haven't done much to make me ecstatic about it. While my teacher last year pissed me off like no other, at least I really cared about every single thing we did... (except vocab quizzes, but I even stayed up to three am preparing for some of those). First day of school he already peaked my interest by being an awesome character, one that I could at the very least use in a story. This year, well... my teacher's nice and amusing, and he seems like he might even be a better teacher than last year, but something's just not adding up... (Brownie points to anyone who actually somehow understands this XD ) I think it might really just come down to the fact that I miss last year's English class, more than I thought I would. My teachers were great, and, yes, I complained incessantly about not doing all that much, but at least we weren't three weeks in and hadn't started an essay. And while I understand that's a crazy thing to be impatient for and use to judge a class, I'm getting itchy feet. (And no, that's probably not quite the right phrase.) I want TO DO something other than simply go over summer reading (Into The Wild)- the book wasn't complicated enough, no offense to Krakauer or McCandless. It was enjoyable enough, but it wasn't hard. I would understand more if the literary allusions were explained more, if we went and read some of Thoreou and Tolstoy and London. (Which, I feel obligated to add, we seem to have started today when I was not present, so perhaps I have to rescind that statement. But why couldn't we have started that earlier? And yes, I know I am being slightly irrational.) I try to save my harshest judgment until the end of first quarter, which I am sort of doing, but I can't help but feel that I am going to be much more apathetic this year than last - in all my classes. Last year I really hated so many classes, but also really loved some. (Er, when I say some, I mean English.) Who was it that said apathy will be the death of the world (or something like that)? I don't want that to happen this year... I need to be deeply invested in at least one class, and if it's not going to be English I don't know what it will be. And that's not to say I'm writing off all classes, but as a reader and writer I need to feel connected to the class that deals with both.

Wow that was a long tangent... kudos to you if you read it all. You may have noticed I've been a tad more active lately, and I'm going to try to keep that up. In fact I'm supposed to start another story by Tuesday... (not that I'll post it by then, but just to let you all know I'm still working.)

Tata....