Math Homework makes me go Beserk

I really want to reformat my blog a little. I want to change my big picture. But later. I have to do my math homework. Again. Because the test is tommorrow. Because the teacher is teaching us "responsiblity," and "self-motivation." Getting us used to what we will experience in "college," and the "real world." That thing that adults have to do when they want something.

Once again, I have not embraced above ideas. So I'm trying to finish my math homework. Again. This happens before every single test. You'd think I'd learn, wouldn't you?

Or maybe not. You know how kids are.

Six Word Titles are Getting Old

I should make this blog more interesting. But I really don't know what to do with it right now.

Picture:

I once saw this thing on Yahoo! Answers where someone asked the internet to draw a logo for their school's geology club. I thought it'd be an interesting project, except by the time I got around to it, the question was closed. And now I have a random logo. I took the liberty of removing the school name from the picture. Anyone thinking about starting a Geology Club?

Sound and the Fury, William Faulkner

"I seemed to be lying neither asleep nor awake looking down a long corridor of gray halflight where all stable things had become shadowy paradoxical all I had done shadows all I had felt suffered taking visible form antic and perverse nocking without revelence inherent themselves with the denial of the significance they should have affirmed thinking I was I was not who was not was not who." [Sound and the Fury, 170]

Faulkner, I may not know exactly what Quentin is saying, but the passages are absolutely beautiful, even on the surface.

Aesthetics are so often admired without a consideration of substance, anyways. Sometimes, I guess it's okay to let the words wash over you.

A Conversation Lacking Concern About Safety

So today I said to my brother: Look at these!
Brother: Where did you get them?
Me: Mommy gave them to me!
Brother: But where are they from?
Me: China.
Brother *recoiling* They have lead in them.
Me: ...maybe...but they're shiny!

*Later*

Me: Hey, mom, do these have lead in them?
Mom: I don't know. Maybe.

Three Wishes on an Easter Evening

If I had three wishes...

1) I would wish I was braver. Just a little.

2) I would wish for money. I wouldn't care that it's a shallow wish, because money can do a lot of things: put me through college, build, write, travel, help.

3) The third wish I would save for later. Just in case.