Getting back on the horse or the bike or something like that.

Getting back on the horse or the bike or something like that.

So... This feels a bit strange. I haven't exactly blogged much lately. How are you? Who are you? Are you still out there?

I'm still here. Chugging along and such... that made me think of the Little Engine that Could. I wish I were the Little Engine that Could. Anyhow.

I'm taking pain-in-the-butt classes. I only really like one of them, my English class, which is really small and cozy and the teacher's a kick and it's not too hard or too easy. I have it 6th period so it's a really great way to end the day. But the rest of my classes are boring or difficult or just plain a waste of time. I really look forward to the weekends, and then they go by really fast and suddenly it's the week again. On top of all that, I'm supposed to be prepping for the SATs and looking at colleges and doing driver's ed. I have made zero progress on all three of those fronts.

Besides school, I'm basically really great. I know I never really talked about my whole summer-at-Yale thing beyond saying that I met some really amazing people, but I think the entire experience really helped me grow as a person. I don't want to be cheesy and sappy, but - okay. Let me put it this way. In the past few months I've gone to a concert, a Nerdfighter event, and antique shopping, without my parents, in places that I'd never been before, and I had absolutely no fear of that. That used to be my first instinct - like, don't talk to strangers, hold your wallet really close the entire time. So, this is a good thing, I suppose.

In other news, I discovered that I really like acoustic guitar players named Matt. These include Matt Nathanson and Matt Duke, among others. Also, I am epically behind on NaNoWriMo. I keep telling myself I'll catch up this weekend, and then I have so much to do and I just don't. I honestly don't think I'm going to finish, but as I don't like my novel or where it was going anyway, I'm not that broken up about it.

I've also decided that I really want to learn how to play the guitar. But I really don't have time to take lessons and I don't know if I have enough patience to teach myself, like my friend is doing, or actually the musical talent required to do so. It's sort of irrelevant at the moment, anyhow, as my mom said she won't take me to look at guitars until after I get my learner's permit. And I honestly don't see that happening anytime soon.

And now it's almost midnight, so I should be heading to bed so I can get up tomorrow and somehow miraculously finish all my homework before I have to meet with a group for APUSH so we can color. Have I mentioned how much I cannot wait for the year to be over?

- Natasha