I saw V for Vendetta tonight. It was beautiful. More than just an action movie for sure. It was the first time in a long time that I didn't have a shit load of homework. I almost feel like I'm forgetting something. I probably am. Only two days till I find out from UC Berkeley, only two and a half weeks till my AP portfolio is due, roughly two months till I graduate, and I honestly have no idea where I'll be in September. It is not a pleasant feeling.
Today heralded another deluge, as well as a stat test, an in-class essay, and another boring physics class. During my prep period I did nothing but art. I had one of those moments. A moment they make movies off--The bell rang, I was coming back from putting my supplies back on my shelf, he was leaving. I flattened myself up against the wall so he could pass. Our eyes connected and we smiled. His hand brushed my hip as he walked by. I remembered why it is I write romantic drivel. I don't even know his name. But it wouldn't have been a "moment" if I knew him.
to whom it may concern . . .I have three pieces that need to be betaed and then they'll be posted.