Back to Same Old Nothing

Well, as some of you may or may not realize, the main reason I haven't been posting as often this month has been largely due to the play. It's a bigger commitment than I realized when I joined up. Not to say anything against it of course. It was really fun, and I had a great time doing it, but it was still some work getting it all done and memorized and everything. For all of our hard work though, we did get both an article in the paper and some free food. In the end, alot of people came out and saw the play, and it was fun to do. So I'm quite content with it.

Wil I do it again? Probably.

At any rate, things come down to this. I find myself yet again with a considerable amount of spare time. And of course, I still don't seem to want to do any homework ahead of time. So where do I go? To The Internet! And it always gets me thinking after a night of surfing how incredible the technology is that we have. When you think about the processes that take place behind a TV or computer screen, there are incredibly complex and unbelievably fast things happening behind it to make the images and videos that appear to us. It's all taken for granted.

But not to say that technology is perfect. Here's just one of the biggest problems I've run into, although I admit it's specific to blogging. Here's the problem. If you've got time to blog, it often means you don't have too much to blog about. And that's exactly what's happened to me.

Well I'll have to get over it and start putting my days back into words. I've nigh forgotten how to give a good summary of a chosen day with all of my recent posts. You'll have to forgive me. I am going to try to put a little bit more work into this blog in May, and I'm sure with finals and Student Council Campaigning, I should at least have something to write about. So keep reading folks. Sorry if this month wasn't as prolific or high quality as the ones before. I've been busy, but now I'm back on track. Back to same old nothing.

Boredom VS. Stress

Well I'm stuck again. This time it's at school. I've basically decided that I'm not going to do any homework. I just don't want to work right now so soon after spring break. Luckily, this hasn't hurt me too much because BK has kind of been going easy here, letting there students down easy. It's a good thing too, I wouldn't be able to handle regular weeks of school right now.

Since I stopped doing homework, I've actually felt better as far as my health. But to counter that, I have become tired and bored at points in the day. It's almost seems synonymous with how energy is always conserved. General mood seems to be conserved as well, at least for me. I can switch some of the stuff around, but it'll probably stay about the same.

So what's better? Being unproductive, but bored and tired? Or being productive, but feeling stressed? Most people would agree that it is the second choice, because the second choice allows for doing homework and projects and all that. In fact, most people try to stear clear of that first choice. But I'm trying it out for a little bit. I think it's best to find a balance between these two. It's not good to be lazy all the time, but being obsessed with work is probably not good either.

And so I find a balance. And it's what I call living. I'm not constantly working and I'm not always lazy, but I'm able to do both. Sometimes this means that I miss a homework assignment. So be it. I will not sacrifice all of my spare time and energy micromanaging my life just so I can get good grades. But I won't sacrifice all of my schoolwork so I can live a stress-free, boredom-riddled life.

So when it comes to Boredom vs. Stress, I use an old trick that any skilled musician does when he doesn't know exactly what to do. Improvise. Go with the flow. And for Goodness' sake, try to make it look good.

The Christmas Spirit

First snow of the season and Christmas is really beginning to show.

The day started out sluggishly. Like a wet sponge. Like the past few days I woke up and spent about three hours in the basement entertainment center. The thing about waking up and doing nothing is that it often makes you do nothing later. And that's just what it did. When we were called up to make Christmas cookies, I nearly sank my face down in the dough from exhaustion. But I held and we decorated our shortbread cookies with all varieties of Christmas sprinkles.

After baking them and laying them out for display, we again laid around until 5:00 PM and then went to the Saturday mass at St. Mary's Church. I like going to mass but I wish I could've served as the cross bearer. It really helps my experience of the mass when I feel I'm contributing. But instead I sat with my family and listened to the Homily about St. Joseph. I may have wavering faith in the church but it warms my heart to see the community that joins together for the Eucharist.

At any rate, after the mass, we went to Kurt and Amy's. Kurt and Amy are two of my aunts and uncles and they are the only ones that live in Boise. I have noticed that they have some questionable financial tactics, but they are good people and their daughter Ali, is the sweetest little girl alive. She is only about three and like most other three-year-old-girls, she is a princess fanatic, and I ended up playing the princess wishes card game with her. But not before seeing the tree. It seemed humble in comparison to the house, and it really got me thinking about Christmas.

As time goes on, it always seems that holidays mean less and less. Several years ago, I couldn't wait for Christmas. I was excited out of my mind. This year, it just seems to familiar. It just is less of a big deal now. I miss waking up with that irrational excitement of gifts and stockings. Because that joy is gone now. But in place of it I have picked up an appreciation of spending time with my family. I now look forward to seeing Micheal home and Jessica coming over. And I think that this is somewhat better. It may not be the same sort of luster that Christmas used to have, but it is much more meaningful now. I've had my Mount Crumpit Moment (Switch 2 Plan B) and have lost my boyish materialistic thrills of gifts and picked up a much more mature enjoyment in the company of my dear family and friends. It's not Christmas I'm looking forward to, it's the people that Christmas brings about. And that's the true spirit of Christmas.

On another note, hen I came home, I found that I had left my bike in the snow and it made this neat little imprint in the snow seen above. It gives a good impression of how much snow we got.


"It came without ribbons! It came without tags! It came without packages, boxes, or bags!" - Dr. Seus's "How the Grinch Stole Christmas."

End-of-the-year Projects

Well finals are drawing ever nearer, and this means a lot of things. And for everybody in this school it means non-fiction Fridays. In every single freshman literature class, we have these little worksheets to do. Most of them are two or three pages, but the lucky ones can get a one-pager. We have to accumulate these over the course of a quarter; usually about six of them. And even though I've had a quarter to do them, I'm still sitting here, typing, with only five done. And I've got English next period.

Oh well. I'm lazy, but for me it's just another day on the blog. Speaking of blogs, my good friend Seth Remling has now started a blog. I have no idea if he's just setting it up as a joke, (probably) but I got to support him. There's a link to his page right here on the sidebar.

I took a look at my grades today. I didn't do half bad. Basically A's and B's in everything. B minus in health, but I don't give a damn about that. Like I mentioned, I hate Health.

I wonder if my grades have any relevance to my grades whatsoever. I know it's good for me to write so often, but my English teacher wouldn't give me extra credit for it (he runs a cruel dictatorship). I don't think so, but I'm happy about how my blog's doing - I've gotten three comments just this week. If you look closely, one of them looks like it's from me, but that was my editor's girlfriend playing tricks on me. That's what I get for telling them my password...


"If you pick up a bean every day, day by day, the beans fill the sack." - Jules Abromavitz.