a fantastic day and some thoughts on physics

I find it highly amusing that my first attempt at music composition sounds like a cross between Explosions in the Sky and Stars. I really like it, though. I have the intro and the beginning of a verse done thus far. We'll see how it turns out.

After having studied for a day and a half, I went into my calculus final this morning and there is a chance that I may have gotten an A on it. Which means I have scraped through the first semester of Calculus BC, my first semester with any AP classes ever, with an A.

UMYESYOUHEARDCORRECTLY.

If only I could say the same for Physics. The grading in that class is pretty shot. Half of our class is struggling and the other half is excelling, and it's supposed to be graded on a curve. I'm actually in the middle, which means my grade is in the most jeopardy (oh gosh, this is starting to sound like the effects of recession on socioeconomic class).

The class curriculum is fairly disorganized. At the beginning of the year, he gave us a syllabus with a list of the labs we were going to do, and so far we've been jumping around from one to the other in no particular order. Our weekly web assignments come from the textbook, we practice on questions he's saved on his computer, and we are mostly graded on pop AP question quizzes.

My hypothesis was that I was simply unable to adapt to the purposeful unpredictability of the class, but it seems as though there is no clear purpose behind that at all.

At the start of the semester, he admitted that it was more up to us to study the material. However, since we students are doing more or less independent study, we have no way to assess if our understanding of the material is adequate until we are tested.

I took the initiative to buy a Barron's AP Physics C guide over the summer, but I still feel as though this testing practice disadvantages my other peers who may not know to or are not able to afford twenty dollar testing monstrosities.

Perhaps I will try and address the issue with my teacher soon.

One part inspirational speech and one part music video. The second video blog I made for friends (and me) stressing over college admissions. Surprisingly took me less than two hours to shoot the video and edit the audio and clips. Playing the lovely song "El Reloj" by Jóvenes y Sexys during the first part.

But seriously, to all of you who aren't feeling the love from your first choice or any other college, don't doubt yourself too quickly. You'll end up happy no matter what.

today is the day,

And I have no school.
What a wonderful time for cold weather to set in.

My plans include baking bread. It relieves much tension.
An update will probably come later.

Whatever happens, happens. I stopped being in control on November 1.

//update
Deferred. One in every two people was deferred.

Ahwell. Onto other apps, and I think I'll send in some artwork after all.

Fridays

I am excessively thankful for Fridays. So much that sometimes my thankfulness for Friday spills over into Saturday, and overflows my thankfulness for Saturday, which somewhat lessens the harshness of my Sundays.

The weekend is a wonderful time.

These past two weeks have been somewhat stressful, albeit manageable. Papers and projects--two magic words that share a first letter with "pain." Last weekend was a whirlwind of violin followed immediately by a test-filled week.

And now, my life is almost silent.

I am having a great time with this arrangement. It's like a painting with pitches and beats for brushes and colors.

We're anticipating an ice storm for next week, which is finals. I don't have to attend most of them, but I might take Calculus and Physics and the other two from which I'm not exempt.

I have a list of thoughts to put into writing soon. Not college essays, for once! Just things I'd like to discuss.

Monday evening is when I find out.
I'm not really thinking about it now.

Perhaps the nervousness comes five minutes before?
Right now it doesn't seem to matter that much.

In the face of a silent weekend, what else could I want?

I am poetic

I feel everything.
But it's not supposed to be everything all at once.

Even writing does not help.


I am taking another SAT Physics Subject test tomorrow.
I am practicing for a concert, playing a fundraising concert.
I'm ready.

The weekend will be over.
I will have other things to think about.

I haven't exactly thought about myself.
I didn't realize how sad I was until today.
It's okay to be sad. It seems to go this way for everyone.

Is it really December?
What did I do in 2008?

A lot of things that matter.
But not the one that matters most.

I'm going to write a message.
I'm going to write a song.
Not at the same time.

I'm going to go to college.
I'm going to draw myself in the big picture.