So I've taken the advice that Chase gave me tonight, and I've started reading the Teenage Liberation Handbook. I like it so far, but really, all it's done is confirm my belief that the education system is really, really shitty. It's a little preachy, but I'm only on the forty-third page, so I'm hoping that it'll be more than just a three-hundred page rant against "the man". Because what good is a handbook with no instructions?
But I am seriously considering making a change of lifestyle. The idea of organized schooling is very tiring for me, and since I'm not the academically remarkable person that I'd need to be to get into a community college at 15, homeschooling seems like a very viable option at this point. Being able to have control over what I learn, breaking free of the stifling schedules and routines of everyday life and simply being able to enjoy it --- quite simply, it's what I've always dreamed of.
I hate vacations with structure. If you don't leave room for a little discord or surprise, it's not a vacation. It's just taking your routine elsewhere. I want to try new things, go to different places... maybe even try for a change in persona. The constant static feel of the American way of life is getting to me, and I'm feeling very radical at this point. Maybe a little too much, but if you're not radical enough about things, it's very easy to get sucked back into the psychologically-damaging, passive-aggressive cycle of normality.
On another note, I should be going to bed, because my alarm will be waking me up in less than seven hours... I couldn't sleep after reading though. I'm probably gonna fall asleep listening to music. I wonder what the bus ride to school tomorrow morning will be like, what with the new routing system and all. I'm probably going to hate being on the bus with elementary kids, because I'm sure they won't shut up, and the bus will be overcrowded, stuffy, and smell too much like cheap deodorant and Axe.
I'm going to want to kill.
But anyhow... maybe classes will be fun. I don't know yet. I don't even have my schedule yet. Since the school's been such a hectic mess lately due to the construction, scheduling has been an absolute disaster. According to the "schedule" that I got about two weeks ago, I was supposed to be retaking Algebra and Freshman Literature (kindly rephrased as "Introduction to Literature", LOL). Also, electives were simply gone. The class retakes I questioned, but the absence of Band and French II made me go "Okay, something's up here. I should not have four classes,".
So my mom got that straightened out that I
was in fact supposed to be having the classes that I thought I'd be having. Geometry, Composition, American History/Geography, Band, Biology, and French II. And I'll be getting my locker number/combination and my real schedule tomorrow morning at around half past eight, after the principal gives the school the usual "beginning of school year" pep talk --- which will likely be slightly longer than usual due to the new "atmosphere" of missing walls and construction equipment.
I'll probably take my folder of music compositions in simply on a whim, but the only people I bet that will actually end up seeing it and looking at it's contents are close friends (and Jess, of course) that will end up telling me how impressive it is that I've got a full "portfolio" of compositions and that I should show it to the band director (name not stated here, just for precaution, LOL). I always have to build up that courage though, because I take my music very seriously and take criticism to heart because my music is so personal to me. At one point, it was the one thing that I really wanted to do when I woke up in the morning.
I doubt I'll really get much sleep tonight, as I didn't last year before the first day of school. But that's alright, I suppose. I'll be up and alert no matter how much sleep I get, and I'm sure the first week will be nice because it almost always is. And then afterward, it'll suck again. I hate how I didn't even get that first week of pleasantness with band, though. Just rocketed into "OKAY LET'S SUCK NOW,".
I'm very long-winded tonight, or at least I feel it. If teachers gave me assignments where I could write an essay on my personal life, I can only
imagine how long my essay would go on for. I have a tendency to type... and type... and type... right to my heart's content, without even realizing how long my rant or rave (or whatever) has actually gone on for. I've typed out enormous beasts that felt like they didn't even take two seconds. Likely because I think to such an extent.
In other news, I finally finished the song that I've been working on for the past week this afternoon. It was titled "This Actor Has a Great Facade" until I thought about it and said to myself, "Wow, that title really actually does suck,"
So I changed the name to a recent favorite title of mine, which I've also made into a fractal's title and my current Myspace display name --- "Memory and the Wormhole", which was inspired by a recent video that I watched online called "Imagining the Tenth Dimension", which I found entertaining and quite fascinating. Through it, I've concluded on my own that the 5th dimension is, in fact, memory, since via dimensional warping property (every two dimensions can bend to "warp" from once location in the dimension directly below to the other), the only means of "warping" in time --- feasibly --- is memory.
Also, in theory, since only a being from the 3rd dimension can cause a fold in which allows a being from the 2nd dimension (purely theoretical, of course, since it's not truly possible for an organism to be completely flat) to warp to another location, only a being from the 5th dimension can cause a "fold" which can allow you to travel to another location in the 4th dimension, time. So the question really, I suppose, is how a being can exist purely within memory... especially if all beings existing within memory are based on beings within reality.
Of course, now that I think about it, I remember that the 5th dimension was defined as something completely different from reality. Since the 2nd dimension corresponds with the 5th in the pattern, I believe that the 5th dimension would be a form of linear dimension superior to reality. Or since the 3rd dimension is really the 1st in relation to the 4th (since reality is simply a frame of reference
within time, which is relatively linear), perhaps the 5th dimension is a "reality" above the 4th dimension...
I think there were a lot of holes in that video. I'll probably have to re-watch it a few times to fill in the gaps. Needless to say, it's been one of my primary thoughts for the last couple of days since I saw it. Talk of dimensions and physics has always taken my interest, as well as the subject of the space-time continuum. Especially since that ties in quite neatly with predestination (AKA. fate).
I'll have to check how long this entry turns out to be when it's finished... I'll likely check it with Word. I've always loved Word, because it's simple and easy to use. I've done a lot with that program, and I wish I could write more often. I think role-playing on Zenhex stole my motivation to do so, because it made me think that I absolutely
had to include detail in every last little thing, and that I
had to write grand epitaphs. The new atmosphere laid forward by the Mournhold Knights didn't help much at all, I don't think. Role-playing --- and writing in general --- has become a lot less fun ever since. (Zenhex geek talk.)
There's also been a lot of controversy lately as to the state of Zenhex itself. People are really realizing now that Zenhex is dramatically inactive, and not due to the summer months either. Ever since last fall, it's been more and more apparent that the site has become less and less worth going to. The constant drama and fear of offending people and hurting their feelings because of oversensitivity, I'm positive of it, left a lot of "oldies" of the place feeling very worn out. Because honestly, when you go to the internet to vent, relax, and escape from every-day life, and you find two sixteen year old girls bitching at each other because one "insulted" the other's religion/moral/opinion/etc., do you really
want to go back?
As I've mentioned to a few other members, I really stay so that I have reason to be angry, and the capability to vent as I please. Not that I don't think there's anyone else that would listen, but to listen to
all of the stuff that I have to say, I can guarantee, would get tiresome after a little while. My thought-load takes a whole damn site to handle it. kayos (who I recently befriended here, so he'll probably be reading this in due time) has told me many a time that I'm damn crazy enough that a decent psychologist/therapist/whatever could make an incredible amount of money picking my brain.
In a way, I guess I am good food for thought, as a person in general. It's what makes Zenhex so appealing to me still. To be able to share what I've got with people, despite the fact that it's not nearly as fun anymore because of the place's... deadness. There's an incredible amount of people there that I have to keep with all my will from bitching out. I let loose once tonight at the general crowd, because one of the "veterans", snake culprit, brought up Zenhex's inactivity.
And of course, everyone still proceeds to line up and blame MYB, ready with their "guns" (also known as the messaging tool, which would be used to expertly carry dozens of photos of Tubgirl through cyber-space, like diarrhea-loaded bullets). But in reality, the negative, pessimistic attitude taken on by the anally-retentive, "hardcore" Zenhex members of '04 is what I'm sure detracts new members, which we're in desperate need of.
But all internet communities fall eventually, and I think Zenhex's time will soon be up. It's already technically "dead" in the social sense, but it still lingers on like the body of a cockroach who's head has been quite abruptly decapitated. I, as well as a surviving group of stragglers, will attempt to maintain the last days of Zenhex so that they don't descend into utmost calamity
too soon. I think there are people there that would like to have a last few months or so of being able to accept and move on to bigger and better things. I just wonder when and where I'll find a new home once Zenhex goes up in flames.
I will miss it though, and I regret that I didn't come to Zenhex in it's earlier, golden days.
I sound very serious for speaking about an internet forum... the friends that I've truly maintained through there (ie. Katie, Erin, Kristin, Stephanie, Ari, etc etc.) I'll be able to keep in touch with. I suppose it wouldn't hurt to have a little change anyway. 19,482 for a post count is nice, I'll admit, but making a new start will feel very fresh once I find a new community to settle in. I'll be able to meet all new people, as I did when I first came to Zenhex. I still remember when I thought of it as a very grandiose place.
God, that was a long time ago.
So anyway, I'll be waking up in about five and a half hours, so I'd best be departing now, that way I at least get
some sleep, if not tons. I'm curious now who I'll be riding the bus with... probably the same people as last year, plus five class's-worth.
School's gonna suck, and I can't wait.
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