• Read Psychology and do Terms

• Math homework

Things to Do List for November 30, 2009.

• Write essay for History
  
• Figure out the convolutions of English grammar of the Sentence
  
• Draw something
  
• Edit NaNoWriMo (? You can take it EASY today, hersa.)
  
• READ. YOU HAVEN'T READ ANYTHING BESIDES THE HISTORY BOOK, ENGLISH BOOK, AND THE OTHER HISTORY BOOK IN THE LAST HUNDRED FIFTY MILLION DAYS!
  
• Read History book, New Chapter.

• tell History teacher about the Terms

• tell Math teacher about the 10.5/10 quiz
  
• finish DBQ.

• Finish Voltaire's Candide, for heaven's sake.

• Memorize science note-cards.

• Do at least Part 1 of DBQ.

First up:
first epiphany;
though it came later (as in, less than 5 minutes ago)
I'd rather get it off of my chest.
Oh.
The guy?
Who I knew since I was in...um, 2007 end of - eighth grade (Thanksgiving) and who I met again in beginning of ninth grade MAYBE? Or seventh and eighth? No, eighth and ninth - oh I DON'T KNOW, but
on facebook,
he's now from
It's Complicated
to
In a Relationship
(with a girl named Danielle)
I'm...
stunned
b/c he hadn't been in a relationship, like, in ever from the day I met him/day he added me on facebook (two days or so after he left in eighth grade, first)
but strangely
during today and yesterday and last few months...
I'd had somebody - or perhaps some two bodies (Bex, you man-eater! - line from Shop-a-holic)
and strangely

I felt

strangely
relieved from this sentiment.
As in, I'm (sort of) happy for you, M (though NOT for the girl, nevahhhh, slightly full of jealous)
as in,
I guess we've finally split out paths.

the end of that, of dreaming of a year and a half, I guess. Bye, M - - bunny.

Second epiphany -





2nd Epiphany!


It's much happier.
Something happened today that I caused
that seems like a scene out of a movie. It's not romantic, which makes it
cleaner, somehow, less deigned to error and gossip and clicheness and rumors...

So

in drawing class I finished the
old man drawing (man with stiff bottom lip and white hairs only done through quick erase marks, charcoal man)
and
with nothing to do -
because there was no more paper brought by mom,
and...I didn't know quite what to draw from the selection of pre-papers -

I looked
across the room
and saw
a middle-aged to old man
Chinese of course (everyone in that class is Chinese)
and I began to
draw him.
of course in the beginning no one noticed - the teacher himself was one seat away, to my left, and talking avidly to the Chinese woman. Michael's mother, in the seat next to them, was the first, I think, to notice, after - ? 6-7 minutes of me
glancing covertly
as if enthralled by the teacher's pointings and sayings
and actually
sketching/drawing/charcoaling the
man.
It was actually very good,
if I must say so myself.
I guess I was just
tired of drawing directly - copying, rather -
from the pre-papers. Of course the results
were rather good but -
I wanted something of my own volition, perhaps, something
I'd noticed, and I'd drawn down, instead of
somebody else doing that for me and letting me take a bite out of his apple.

So, reader, I drew him (very Jane Eyre-esque tone there).
The two women noticed and laughed and pointed and when
I returned the knife and rubber bendable eraser (the teacher afterwards told me to keep the eraser) to the teacher
at the desk of that man,
I showed him
the portrait
and the man was really rather delighted...
even though the picture - the man himself, at first glance, wouldn't be much
to look at
there really was much life in it,
much detail, especially around his inward mouth and white-streaked hair.

I felt never happier as I gave him that drawing,
reader.
So I'm going to do it again, and again, and again -

the teacher told my mom :)
and another man complimented me -
and I asked my mom
sort of fearfully, though I knew how the object of my sketch had responded before - astonished, stunned, a slow and sudden happiness -
I asked how he'd talked about it - ? possibly?
and my mom said
he was very happy

I guess it doesn't happen to him every day. This doesn't happen to me every day either - in fact
it was the first time I tried anything like that.
Of my own volition.

It felt just wonderful.

1. Read English James Baldwin short novel
2. Read Voltaire's Candide
3. Chem note-cards

5. The author usually thinks that one facial aspect of a character is enough description for an entire scene or exchange of dialogue. For ex:

- His eyes were golden and smoldering. (Okay, I got that one from Twilight).
- His jaw clenched and his eyes flashed angrily.
- He smirked with a devilish quirk of the eyebrows.
- His golden, tanned hair swept over his eyes in such a way that she wanted to reach out and sweep it out of his face.
- He had tall, angular cheekbones and a narrow, sensitive mouth; his eyes were piercing (aren't they always? and with 20/20 vision, no less) and his blond hair was to die for.

Okay, I could go on and on (I really, honestly could: am guilty of such felonies as described above).





-
that was fun.