I’m not much of a comment-poster; I feel much freer to spout my shit in my own domain. Following that same thread, George wrote an entry yesterday that has me thinking. Go read it, if you haven’t already, as I don’t feel like quoting. Okay, I’ll quote, but I’ll have to quote damn near the whole thing… (sub quotes come from College-Bound Students Often Skip Race Question) […] Will Frankenstein, 17, a graduating senior from a New York City public school, said he believes his multiracial background — he’s half Asian, half Caucasian — would have appealed to diversity-seeking colleges. But he decided not to tell them about it. “I…

Today was, unofficially, my last day of school. I wish I had the writing ability to reflect beautifully on some of the more crucial things I’ve learned over these past four years, but I don’t think I do. But I’m going to try anyway. I’m always surprised at how much I’ve changed from the Jyncos-wearing, picnic-table-top-in-the-quad-dancing, violent, and vulgar freshman I was. I no longer sing or dance in public, I wear my jeans plain, and I’m a little less violent, although my friends from freshman year still flinch occasionally when they think they’ve angered me. I’ve gained weight, inhibitions, and more fears. I’ve become more introspective, and lost a…

Finding Nemo? A very good, very cute movie. When I watch kids’ movies now, I can see the evidence that they are made by adults, even if they are for kids. I have to wonder what a kids’ movie made by kids would be like. Probably very little different, as kids here take what is “cool” or entertaining from what they see on movies, which are currently made by adults, etc. But Finding Nemo was well worth my six bucks (as was The Italian Job, in my opinion, although it lacked originality, not suprisingly). Our school had no running water in any of the buildings today. That is not a…

This past week has been pretty damned sucky. It’s not one of those weeks that makes me particularly angry, or depressed, or anything else so… dramatic, but I feel I could have done just fine without most of the stuff that occured. As I predicted, my Physics exam kicked my ass. The lack of surprise lessens the shame a bit, but not by much. I did learn a little about relativity that captured my attention, though. Tuesday, after the final portion of my Physics exam, a couple of old friends came into town. We met them about six years ago, when we lived in a very rural area of Texas…

I’ve had a couple of conversations today that touched on the concept of choice, something I’ve realized, in my interactions with people, that I take a rather different perspective on than many people. I played “let’s question the American” in my Physics class today (there were only two students, myself and a Chinese guy); my teacher, Mr. M, is Syrian and often finds himself baffled as to the reasons for why some things are the way they are here. And today he threw a couple (ha!) of questions at me. One of which related to child-raising and morality. Now, I’m hardly an expert on children, nor do I have any…