I might be going back home

Yes, I am home. That's not what I mean, though.

If I am going back home, then the question is, where was I before?

I was in my public school, sitting as I watched my intelligence (or what little I had of it) wither before my eyes as we sat for an entire class period (an hour and 27 minutes, actually). Doing nothing. Doing NOTHING. An hour and a half wasted playing SOLITAIRE. And on the computer, nonetheless.

And what was the cause of this? My teacher failed to print out the pages from our project packets and we had nothing to do. Nothing.

This is not the only reason. 'The only reason what', you ask?

It is not the only reason that I am considering going back home to be home schooled for my senior year of high school.

Yes. Shocker, I know. But I had been mad at my school for awhile, and I realized about a month ago that I can actually do something about it! I can go back home and learn on my own. I was considering getting as much into my head as possible before I head off to college. And for those who don't know me (or never knew this about me), knowledge is big to me.

I have this quote on my wall and it says: "The only true wisdom is in knowing that you know nothing." And I was looking at it when I figured this out for the first time.

...and I'm not saying that my school is bad. I guess public school just isn't right for me. The irony is terrific, but I made this up: school is holding me back from learning.

But anyway, that, and with other reasons, I am just about to leave that life behind and go back home. That is, when my dad says I can, and we go visiting colleges and ask what they do with home schoolers.

Ha. I hope they let me in. I can be quite intimidating.

;)

By the way, I was listening to this while writing this post, so I felt very...smart...writing it. Oh, and Riniel got me into Yiruma, so that is how I found this song. :)

the dumbest mistake today

I forgot my stupid jacket.

In the stupid car.

In the stupid parking lot.

So I sat for half an hour to watch a soccer game with a short-sleeved shirt and flipflops. And it was 50 degrees out. It may not seem horrible. But there was also a wind chill.

I kept on saying to myself, "It's not that bad, just wait 20 more minutes." But it was a constant cold, and I just kept counting down until I could go back into my car (which was warm, by the way).

And that was when I realized that today was Earth day! So I tried to enjoy the *cough* sunshine, and the *cough* nice weather. But there was a beautiful purple tree right outside of the fence, and I was so mad that I didn't bring a camera.

So I sat in the cold hunched over looking at the purple tree and enjoying *cough* the Spring.

~The Catcher in the Rye~

-by J.D. Salinger

I was doing research on articles for my English class last night and realized I never told you my opinion on the book. Well, it pretty much stunk for me.

I am guessing the reason the book is talked about so much is because of all the symbolism that was put into it. I still don't understand half of it.

The funniest part was, though, I had to find articles on the book. Like, reviews and such. But there was so much written about it, I couldn't find anything decent! So, I had to spend about half an hour just trying to find the articles...

All I want to say is that you can read the book if you want, but it didn't do much for me.

And that's it. I don't want to get all mad at the book on here. I can do that in my research paper.

three strikes and you're all out

Spring doesn't come with the 81 degrees.

Spring doesn't come with the green leaves.

Spring doesn't come with the red tulips and yellow dandelions.

Spring doesn't come when you roll down your windows.

Spring doesn't come when you turn your music up a bit more than you know you should.

Spring doesn't come when you sing a bit louder than you should.

Spring doesn't come with the soft grass.

And Spring doesn't come with the calender.

Spring comes when you are sitting peacefully in your room with the windows cracked. Sitting in your desk reading homework. Sitting in your desk breathing fresh air. Sitting in your desk thinking that "Life is Good."

Spring comes with the wasps.

State of the To Be Read pile.

I just realized that I have a TBR list on the left hand side of my blog. Funny, for some reason, when I changed the blog, I thought for sure I had gotten rid of it.

So, my apologies for any of you who were expecting to hear my opinion on the books that were listed. I either have to update it, or I could get rid of it. Which would you prefer?

I recently got back onto my goodreads account from half a year ago, and that TBR list IS accurate. Some 50 books accurate, that is...