That guidance counselor fits the "sexy librarian" look, but she is not a librarian, she is a guidance counselor, rendering her not sexy, but ordinary. My Latin/Greek teacher apparently studied computer science, and found it to be soul crushing and horrible, and also boring. This just leads me to believe it was completely the wrong type of thing for him to nearly major in, seeing as his previous almost majors were English and philosophy, and he ended up a classics teacher. That being said, I don't think I'd like computer science all that much either, but hey, who knows!

If I had a list of things I like, it would be walking around in the early morning or night, playing on playgrounds, listening to Vocaloid songs, and half-assedly writing stories/drawing comics/learning. And being with people I like spending time with.

Which reminds me that, re: The Stranger, two things: #1, why does it exclude the possibility that you cry at someone's funeral because you enjoyed being around them, and not being able to do that will make you sad? Same goes for not being able to be with someone you enjoy being around, or who you have fun with. Maybe that person *is* unique, and that's why they, specifically, matter. I don't like authors who are so assured in their self-satisfied and superiority-complex'd thinking, that they seem to leave out rather vital matters from their author tracts. THAT BEING SAID, I could just be missing something. Oh, and #2, I made this vid for English, about the absurdism of Camus. Sorry if it's unintelligible.

That's all for now. Oh, just for the record, I am so happy it is a brief vacation for Thanksgiving. SO HAPPY.

I have more standardized testing tomorrow. I will try my best. Please wish my luck.
Hrrrrn. ):

That aside, I've got only about 12 more days of school left. I am aaantsy to get out and eeeager to get a job. Next places on the list to apply are the movie theater, Dunkin Donuts, and then... I'll see from there.

Hoo boy.

Also, I'm trying to read Native Son, but I didn't get through the right amount at the right time for school. ): I think I feel more sympathy towards the rat that gets crushed in the opening scene than I do for Bigger.

That's rather all I have to say for now.

I had to analyze some samples of soil in biology, and write up a report. I kept wanting to actually analyze it, though. Like this:

"The garden soil, though it was greatly populated, was not diverse, while the forest soil, though not populated, was very diverse.

The garden soil represents society and civilization: though there are many people, they are all the same. The forest represents nonconformity, and moral wilderness. Though there aren't many people in it, they are each unique unto themselves."

I have been reading a bit too much Hawthorne, maybe?

...maybe?