This school in London sent me something in the mail today. It got me to wondering about going to school in England. And because they sent me something through this business that sponsors schools in all these countries, it got me wondering about that as well. What if I went to school in Ireland? Or Scotland? Or all the way over in Australia? I realize that these are mainly pipe dreams, but could you imagine? That would be such and enlightening and exciting experience. I mean to say, in case you can't tell, my number one goal out of life in general is to travel. And as I absoulutely love to learn for the sake of learning, what better combination is there than traveling...and learning while I'm at it? But speaking of learning, which I have come to associate with grades, I have a C- in French. But this is not such a bad thing, as I have a test that, if aced, I will have a B. And I have my AP coming it, but I feel adequetly prepared. My teacher is wonderful, albeit slightly deranged.

It's time I start looking at colleges. I have good enough grades that I can go out of state on a scholarship, hopefully, but I have to start planning early. (I have two years of high school left.) There's this one college. It's so unusual, so unlike any other college and so unlike the school I go to. But it seems so perfect for me that I nearly cry every time I think about it. It's about a day's car ride from my family and from my extended family (who live up North, while I live down South.) But that's good too. I feel like I need to just get OUT. Get out from everyone I know, everything I know, and really start making something of myself on my own, without my family and friends' help. It's going to be an exciting next two years. I have accelerated classes, theatre productions, and a possible trip to Russia and/or Poland. But I can't wait for college. I can't wait for this next chance to prove to myself that I can do IT, whatever IT is.

Dear everyone, Learn some self-respect.

I think seeing The Format in concert last summer was one of the best experiences of my life. Plus, Nate, with his short haircut, looks a bit like a young Mick Jagger.

I took two rolls of film today, out with my friend. One roll, all 24 exposures, was of this amazing mural in this great section of town. It has all different kinds of art in it; impressionism, cubism, all this abstract art. Even better, it's juxtaposed with a bunch of graffitti. These political slogans, names, airbrushed faces are scrawled right next to Salvador Dali's clocks. The other roll, black and white, was taken by the river. I don't think it came out as good as the color, but we'll see. I got this shirt for some random elementary school at the thrift store, a ring with my birthstone, ruby, at the antique store, and a poster of Einstein riding a bicycle. It makes me smile every time I see it.