You lost me, but I’m back now
March was a really long time ago. It was also when my last post was. I’m sure you’ve been diligently F5′ing the entire time, so allow me to extend a heartfelt apology. You may now rest your itchy fingers.
Almost every person on the internet will excuse an absence by claiming that they’ve “just been really busy lately”. I haven’t. I’ve just had nothing to write about. Sure, I watched Eden of the East earlier this year and enjoyed it, but could not bring myself to compose a detailed (or not so detailed) critical review. This isn’t like Wall-E, which was so universally praised that I just had to speak out; Eden was good, and many people agree with that. The end. Whatever.
Of course, there were other things this summer, and not a WoW redux. I got attacked by chiggers for the very first time (and quite literally have the scars to prove it); I attended my first serious art intensive over the span of two weeks and got more out of it than I expected; I kayaked seven miles on the Illinois River and felt physically horrible, mentally awesome; and, I attended my very first concert/music festival all while Riding In Cars With Boys.
This isn’t a lot for something over the span of two months, but it is better than most, if not all of my summers combined. It’s not saying much, but it’s a start.
As far as sea changes go, well, there were none. But that doesn’t mean there weren’t any big things. I’m a choir kid now, which is as much of a departure as possible without me singing in the Metropolitan Opera. I’m applying for Early Admission into Reed, something my conventional high school counterparts are baffled by. It’s all good, but I wish I could find out if I was accepted early enough to participate in the ASUC Senior program. I’m a member of the Art Directors’ Club of Tulsa, which has so far provided me with six posters, each for a featured speaker, the estimated total price of which well exceeds the $60 registration fee.
Things are different now, but alas, not everything. Wiki still keeps me company when there is no one to take up the task, which admittedly is quite often. I’m still intolerant to 75% of Teen Food, which makes people wonder if I’m secretly anorexic (”she never eats anything!”).
And despite the last few paragraphs of change, despite everything I’ve done, I’m still a meek introvert.
I guess some things never change.