So, I'm sitting around bored here. Not sure why I don't go out and look around, probably because I'm lazy and I would have to be back in an hour, which means it's not worth the effort. In my laziness, I decided I'd blog. I haven't done so in a while. I miss it. Well, not really, but other people do.
Anyway, first thing to discuss is school. It started. It's not very much fun, except for a couple of classes. Philosophy & Literature class kicks ass. I think we're going to read a lot of things that aren't particularly easy to read, and I know we'll be doing quite a bit of writing, but the teacher and the class are so great. Every week it's basically three days of discussion of the text, one day without class, and one day of discussion of things we've written.
Math class isn't bad, but it also seems to move really slowly. I'm in a standard Precalculus class, rather than the accelerated one, and I could probably handle going through the material at at least twice the speed we do in class. My math teacher recommended to me that I transfer into the harder math class, but I can't because AP Chem is that period. (What the fuck? Wouldn't most of the juniors taking AP Chem be in accelerated math? Damn stupid schedulers.) I figure it's easier to take an not-very-challenging class of Precalculus and try to catch up at Lake Ridge than refrain from taking AP Chem and try to start in the middle of the year. That doesn't necessarily mean it's going to be easy, though.
The language classes are probably my least favorite classes, and I'll probably do worst in them. French class is probably the most challenging thing I'm in, because it's the accelerated French class, although I'm not exactly sure why I'm taking it. Spanish may or may not be difficult. I've basically missed half a book, and I need to catch up. On the other hand, the teacher's fun. She reminds me of Sra. Badilla.
Then there's acting, which Russell absolutely hated. He said the teacher didn't really know anything and basically just wanted to make girls do slutty things. While I agree that he does kinda have the aura of a sexual predator, he seems like a nice guy. I have no idea exactly how much he knows.
I've made a couple of friends. There's Liz, who claims she doesn't take many drugs, even though she did herbal hallucinogens (although she swears they didn't do anything), smoked pot, drank, and chainsmoked all in one weekend, and her friends, who apparently don't do any drugs or drink at all. Then I've got friends in a few of my classes who I talk to, but I don't really remember their names (sorry!). I've still got no one as close to me as my friends at LRA were/are (you know who you are), but how could I? It's only two weeks into school.
The problem with living in the middle of a large city is that there are too many record stores. Particularly on Berwick Street. (A picture of which, I am told, is on the cover of Oasis's What's the Story, Morning Glory?, except in real life the street isn't completely empty). There are at least ten record stores there, maybe more. In the past two weeks, I think I've bought five CDs (Lesser Matters, The Futureheads, Iaora Tahiti, Blueberry Boat, and finally, Human Amusement at Hourly Rates [and no, Austin, it does not suck]) at a total cost of roughly 35 pounds. That's like $65 worth of CDs. The exchange rate fucking sucks. All my money is going to disappear fast.
Anyway, that's all for now. And if you want me to write more blogs, you better leave me comments. Otherwise, I'll forget all about you and you'll never hear from me again. Doesn't that suck?
Posted by Simon at September 10, 2004 05:27 PM