Mykella: Ouch. How many books did you have checked out? I think my max was six. That's the risk of using the library. You don't bring them back on time, you pay. My fine was only thirty cents, though.
Yesterday was a good day. The last thing I did was my critical review. I think I managed to talk enough about the book itself instead of writing a mini-biography. Reviewing is hard sometimes. And mine came out as
exactly three pages. Note to self: Continue to work on writing in the active voice (thanks to Mr. Strunk. Mr. White, and Mrs. Anderson), and on not being long-winded. Short sentences can be good.
So, in celebration, I left the computer to do an ultra-slow download and went to watch a movie. Watching a movie on the big screen is one of my favorite alone-in-the-house things to do. I vetoed
Catch Me If You Can and
Star Wars, Episode II: Attack of the Clones for a later date in favor of
Daredevil. It was shorter, and I can spend an extra hour and a half just watching the special features. Which is what I did. Great movie. The comparison is inevitable, but it only vaguely felt like a darker version of
Spider-Man. Being able to
waste hours watching a movie was such a nice treat after finishing all my work. And it reminded me of Greg (comic books, that particular movie, and its New York setting).
I am trying to enjoy my last day free from the clutches of school. I did my laundry, read the comics, and watched MTV. I also dug out all my supplies and such from last year that are being carried over to this year. I didn't go for much new stuff this year. It wasn't really a conscious decision. It's just that, for the most part, it all held up. Looking back, I probably should have gotten a new backpack. Mine's dirty. I did get extra shoes, though. Eh.
I am not stressed about starting school this year. Not having a mentor freaks me out, yeah. But otherwise, I'm good. Maybe it's a senior thing. Or being able to return to the same school I left a few months ago. This is my third high school. I hate being new. I get lost every time, and I have to meet new people, deal with new admins, and adjust to a new atmosphere. It usually turns out okay. Sophomore year at Flowers, I really didn't have friends. Not like the ones I have now. I had acquaintances. And I dislike group projects, so that made it worse. The people I know now are just... different. I hesitate to say better. It's all relative.
