Aaaand we soar back into school with two essays due at the end of the week. Harp de darp. But in good news, I think I just got a job as a co-host of an online Spanish news show. Which is cool. How're your lives? TMS exists today, though slightly repetitive. When I started writing this one, I was getting all the ideas onto the page, but then decided to go back and actually flesh it out. And there you have it.

Day 88

Luna moth, purple cast thing, good discussion with Susie and Taylor, called Dad and left a message, talked to Mom and Grace. Got chocolate milk shakes and Sunkist with Taylor; looked at movies. Breakfast: eggs and toast. Lunch: sloppy joes, pulled pork, bean salad, sugary cookies. Dinner: gumbo/curry thing. It was hot. Last classes today... oh man. Memorized most of Spanish in the free, then read a poem about an Oven Bird in English. Everyone liked my reading. Acting FTW. Jack gave back our final essays; 87. Solid ending. I liked that I went back to basics; that'd be a regret, that I overcomplicated the necessary themes.

Mark drove me down to the Pole Barn to give us all a demo of how haying works, and it was really cool to see all the machines. Oh, machines. How metal and mechanical you are. In E. Sci., Pat gave us a lecture about changing things and natural ethics... he ended telling us that we have the potential to do great things, or something of that nature. The last words of his speech: “I think you can do it. Have a nice life.” Zoe J's first reaction, dismayed almost, perhaps shocked: “Pat!” Phoebe, Matt, Sam P, Megan B and I discussed lunch trays and efficiency at home with Pat before heading to lunch. After lunch Susie drove Taylor and I to the doctor, where we limped up and waited, reading The Week before being admitted.

They cut off Taylor's cast, noted that I could take showers with my bandage (or not), and then squeezed my foot. It really hurt, even though she said she didn't squeeze that hard. I got myself a purple cast. My pinky toe now is tingling and I fear it atrophying to nothing. I can walk now! Yay! Once we got back, I was a bit late to Math class, and Steph helped me decide which class to go to. We reviewed proof by induction and an interest/loan problem before ending Math for the year. I miss PK [Math teacher at Milton].

In Spanish Dan brought us a strawberry-apple (Maybe, I don't know exactly) cobbler with vanilla ice cream. We listened to a song and then watched some odd Spanish films: one where a woman was being stalked by a guy eating bread, who was about to rape her when her shirt turned red and she woke up from a dream; one where a man invited a woman to his house, they share a drink, then start kissing on his bed and at that point Dan changed it. The next one we watched was of a kid playing a videogame when he hears a noise from upstairs, so goes upstairs, then heads down to get his action figure. He checks his room and finds nothing, but when he checks his sister's room he finds two people having sex and Dan changed it again. I actually want to see what happens to the kid. The last one I remember was of a Dad showing his kid the countryside and saying “one day, all this will be yours,” when another father and son, farmers by the look, walk up. There's an intense stare-off before the wealthier family leaves, and the famer Dad says “look around, my son.” End. Weird.

On the ride to the hospital we listened to Won't Get Fooled Again and Under Pressure on the radio. At dinner, Nell, Kemi, Hallie, and Sam P were entertained by my shower tales, especially when Sam S showed them my hair. After dinner I internetted for a bit in the library, then headed down to do the History paper. I found Sam S watching Family Guy, so we watched that and the Hangover, and then I set up camp on the couch to write. I got a good page and a bit done before check-in, and have three pages done at the end of this day. During check-in we cleaned and I had more chow mein... still awesome [I could taste it as soon as I read the words. Mmm]. Kit brought us chocolate-chip banana bread, which was very nice of him. I encouraged Rafi to work, then read before bed.