I keep getting to school late. I feel like such a complete idiot, and my homeroom teacher must think I’m a complete idiot. I keep coming to school late, like every other day. I was about twenty minutes late for school today. In school, there was a test and a quiz, both of which I didn’t know about since I was sick the past three days (mostly all better now). I think I did well on the test, even though I hardly knew the things that were on it. In the class that had the quiz, my teacher said I could skip the questions that I didn’t learn yet, so I think that turned out all right.
I don’t know what it is about literature class this year, it might be the calm, but it makes me so rebellious! Or perhaps rebellious is the wrong word. I basically can’t stand at all my teacher’s way of doing things. It’s incredibly irritating when he asks me to write marginal notes in my books. I don’t want to write marginal notes in my books! It’s like, do you honestly think that the author wants you to spend two hours deciphering their poem?! If it’s not easily understood within at least two minutes, it’s a bad poem! Drop it!
Today, in literature, my teacher had us read a section of One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest. In the section, the patients in the mental hospital were playing Monopoly. The supposedly interesting thing about this little selection was that names weren’t added next to the dialogue, so you didn’t really know who was who. My teacher wanted the class to figure out which character was which and why the author might have wanted to make it this way in the book. I think it’s probably to make the Monopoly game seem more speedy. If dialogue is free of “he said”s, it seems to go faster. Of course, we’re not supposed to think this way. We need to think of some deep meaning as to why the author did this. Could it be because he wants all of the patients to seem equal? Does he want us to try to differentiate the voices? Congratulations, a very good book is starting to be ruined for me. Literature is art, yet my literature teacher is making it seem more like a science. A science with definite rules and a hidden meaning. It’s horrible!
What’s worse is how the rest of the class seems to overanalyze the works we study in literature. I’m pretty sure we’re not supposed to dissect every line of the entire book searching for some deep, philosophical meaning.
Any-who, much of the school day I was daydreaming about a redesign of my website (ha, I must sound like such a dork). I was kind of disappointed with the way my site looked on Windows Internet Explorer. (Heh, Windows computers are terrible. If you’re on a windows right now, do yourself a huge favor. Throw it out the window and click here now.) In art class, we watched a video, and on the video, the guy on it was talking about making space. He made examples by drawing mountains, with the lighter colors in the back, with the mountains getting darker as they came forward. That’s what inspired my new website design! I think it’s really cool.
The new iChat 2.1 Publlic Beta is really cool. My friend, Adam (ha, I mentioned you!) invited me to a one way video conference with it! Great thinks about the new iChat: 1) You can one way video chat with people who have web cams, even if you don’t have one; and 2) you can supposedly audio/video chat with Windows users using the newest version of AOL Instant Messenger! Everybody must download either the new iChat or the new AOL Instant Messenger! I plan on getting a web cam soon, if I save up (a cheap one, although I would like iSight eventually.
Then, when my parents and their friends came back to our house from an orchestra concert, my parents told me that my father won a raffle to go to New York City for three days and see their Philharmonic Orchestra in Carnegie Hall! How awesome is that?! The whole family gets to go!
So I guess this was kind of an eventful uneventful day.
