Hello everyone. I apologize in advance for the length of this one. I go on several tangents, and it's in general very stream-of-consciousness.

Day 20

Whell. This day's breakfast was eggs on toast, grapefruit, orange, milk. While I was doing my chore Yomalis tracked dirt up the stairs and I pretended to be hurt. Don't know if anything's going to happen there... I also don't know how Alden's talk affected everyone... if anyone heeded his words, or just ignored them for the pussy. But anyway. My day, part 1: in Spanish we read the rest of the Noche boca arriba story. I realized boca arriba didn't mean mouth open. As it turns out, the real world of the hospital was the dream, and the protagonist was getting sacrificed by the aztecs. Jake has the tissues by his desk and blows his nose in a manner only seen in cartoons with big orange letters: HONK! While I was reading parts of the story aloud, I could not for the life of me pronounce the r's. It just wasn't happening. In E. Sci we had the tree quiz... I did okay. 15/20 isn't great, but the ones I got wrong I had good reasoning. I thought a maple was an ash because of the seemingly large terminal branches; I couldn't identify a young hop-horn beam; the mustache scars on a beech made me think twice, fatally; I took the flakes of a yellow birch to mean it was a grey birch... I think that was it. I did snipe an apple tree, and once he said when it flowered I knew a tree was a Serviceberry. Yep, Open Office [the free Word clone I was using] doesn't like that. It does have a lot of problems with some of my words that are actual words.

After the tree quiz we had some free time and I defined emphatic: to be uttered with emphasis. In History I wrote a decent in-class essay. I included documents and explained why they were significant. I think it was better than my first essay; we'll see. I omitted the word hopefully from in between “and” and “explained up there because it was wrong. I hope Kit will agree with me when I say I explained why they were significant. This might be my longest entry yet due to all these non-sequiturs. WHAT? This program doesn't know sequitur? Lame. In English class we discussed the darkly humorous Electric Arrows... full of children reenacting the death of a possible molester and new neighbors discovering ancient native American (haha, it only sees capital A American as a word) carvings that were really the protagonists' Dad chiseling a self-portrait. We also analyzed an Emily Dickinson poem. Way too complex: in it a poet searches for a perfect word that is then shown to her by an angel. There, 16 words, clear as day. I wrote that, and Emily wrote some godawful jarglemess that, in it's complexity, hinders its message. You know, I think I might write a book someday that has one-sentence descriptions of needlessly complicated poems. Or maybe a Twitter account that posts a link to a poem and then its explanation. That's the one thing I hate about poetry- sometimes it can just get too damn confusing for its own good. Other than that I like word play and imagery. So we're alright, sort of like... thinking of a good example... I don't know. We, poetry and I, are, for the most part, alright. I wouldn't become a poet; I'd much rather just write what I want to say.

Lunch was amazing: calzones, meatloaf, mac and cheese, ham: Marylin's Greatest Hits, as Mark and I joked in the line. I had lunch with the party-planning committee, wherein we decided which improv games we'd play. Alright, fuck you Open Office, improv is a word. I thought about editing out curses... but it gives this whole thing personality. I don't even know what I'll do with this (another tangent! Yay!) afterwards... I might print it (and I will keep writing afterwards. I like that word. [Which word? I don't remember. Print?] It sounds nice, friendly), it'll definitely be read by all my relatives. At least the start. Relatives, if you're reading this far, my calculations put the ending length at around 75 pages. It'll be the longest document I've ever written. That is, if I keep up the length. I can see myself writing shorter entries; brief summaries... or longer narratives if interesting things happen, which I think they will. Anyway, relatives: hi. Ignore the language, everyone uses it. Everyone has, everyone will, so just chill. This is stream-of-thought, because I'm just writing what I'm thinking with very minor edits. We're talking deleting one word or phrase as it's being written due to its sound. This is going nowhere. Back to the day.) and give it to friends (that was an ordeal finding my sentence), but they won't read the whole thing... maybe in June I could get the best days. That's a thought.

Well, we chose our games and ate good food. My day, part 2: Becky, Kyra and I went Orienteering. It was fantastic, thrilling, exciting, tiring, and sweet. We had one of the hardest courses, one Kathy says not many finish due to its length. We didn't give up, though; we trekked on down to Back Brook, slid along the ice (and fell in once... twice), ran up a hill, met two groups (David, Phoebe, Jay, all of whom are cool, and Hallie, Steph, and Rafi, all of whom are cool), climbed into a shack, walked up a long, gentle slope, crawled up a shorter, steeper hill, admired a spectacular view of so many mountains, shed layers until I was wearing just my long-sleeve T and snowpants with my (FUCKING SNOWPANTS IS A WORD! I'm too lazy to find out how to change the spell check, but IT'S A WORD) jacket hooked through my bag. I felt like a druid at the beginning, jumping from bank to bank, grabbing trees as I made my way down the hill... I could do that a few times, have a fun workout... Yea, maybe sometime to just chill. Sure. I'll do that.

Back to Orienteering: I found a walking stick, and we made our way through some thick trees down a hill where we met Charlotte, Megan K, and Gabby who accompanied us on our way back. There were thorns on the way. I cut my hands. It might be infected. The other group had the easiest trip; we the hardest. There was a sweet race to the school at the end, but because I thought we were going around the building instead of into the library I lost. But I won because I was more tired. During my free I played on the internet, listened to Daydream Nation, read Who's On First aloud for Phoebe, Charlotte, and anyone else who was around.

In Precalc we did some new stuff, mostly factorials and things relating to them. Shouldn't be too hard. Why on earth does Open Office say the pre-apostrophe parts of contraction are not words?! That makes no sense! Dinner was pork chops, scalloped potatoes, corn, and cornbread. A repeat, as Shizue said, but I'm not complaining and neither is she. She's fun to be around (AND THE cycle of me overthinking things begins again). Phoebe and I created a handshake. I was supa-smooth and pretended to know all about handshakes, differentiating between Brooklyn style and Chicago style. That was fun. Phoebe's pretty cool. Jay had very good cake for his birthday (Kyra read a story she wrote about a friend with an odd walk for her humble this morning). I had two at the suggestion of Isaac, since we might not have cake for a while.

There was a discussion at the table of inconveniences on holidays, and I brought up my Holiday '03 Crohn's story. It's getting hard for me to describe Crohn's, since it really doesn't affect me. Maddy was wearing a TakeSteps shirt, but she got it from Gabby whose friend has it, so she's not part of the club, as I thought. Hallie asked if during a flare-up I “tense up or relax”. Interesting. We did the math work in the English room, but she was preoccupied with French and there was not much interaction. I did play some Beatles songs that were delightful.

I did some Spanish work, printing and writing down sports articles, and then started heading back to Miles where Dan brought Hoodsies THAT DON'T HAVE WOODEN SPOONS ANYMORE. I did my E. Sci. reading and ¾ of my History reading. I have a free before English, so I'll read that story then. I get to choose my science site tomorrow, and I think I'll choose the amphitheater spot I ran over today. That was fun. I love hiking. I skyped with Arya for a bit... she's stressed over a lot of things and we couldn't really have a good conversation. Kathie and I had an awkward facebook chat session. Wrapping up: while stumbling I found the Vatican's list of top 10 rock/pop albums: Revolver at number 1, also included: Santana, Thriller, Dark Side of the Moon, (What's the Story) Morning Glory, and 5 more I don't remember. Tomorrow should be fun... I look forward to it. Shit, this entry was 1694 words without this little addendum, and almost two pages. Shit. Anyway, to end on the same note. Tomorrow should be fun... I look forward to it.