Busy Bee

Mood: happy; amused
Currently: making English study guide
Listening to: Crawl --VeltPunch [Nabari No Ou OP]

Strangely enough, I discovered that when I'm in the mood, I really love doing homework, studying, and being busy. Why? Because when I finish my homework, Ifeel like I accomplished something. When I'm studying and busy and moving around and about, I feel like I'm doing stuff that's important, that's worthwhile.

Thank the Real Superstars

Mood: happy; thoughtful
Currently: busy, but I still felt like I had to come here record my random ponderings
Listening to: What Hurts the Most --Rascal Flatts

Goodness me, I've been so busy this week, it's not even funny. I'm looking forward to the weekend so much, but that joy has been killed when I realize that I have Chinese and art class still on Saturday. At least I plan to spend a quiet day on Sunday. Anyhow, back to my purpose here.
I was reading the article in my English textbook for homework when it mentioned the rosy periwinkle found in Madagascar, and it can be used to create medicine that seems to effectively fight off blood cancers. The article was about how we should try to preserve wildlife and such, then a line said, "Cancer specialists believe there could be at least another ten tropical forest plants with capacity to generate similar superstar drugs against other forms of cancer--provided the scientist can get them before the chainsaw of devastates their habitats." I thought about it a little, and wondered if scientists were really in tropical forests now looking for these medical plants. If there are, I wonder if the search is dangerous, in that insecure forest. Are they protected from poisonous animals and plants? Is the terrain difficult to travel on? Is there anything in that forest that can cause these scientists to extract some sort of disease? I don't really know if those brief videos that included tropical forests I've watched in history were recent or not. Actually, I'm not even sure if it really took place in a tropical forest at all. Regardless, I was just curious about the situation. Suppose if those scientists were facing dangers in that forest, looking for miraculous plants, what do they have in mind? Is it fame? Or is it the well-being of mankind? And if it were for mankind, how much would we appreciate their efforts? We'll take the medicine and live on. As time goes on, perhaps if we find some way to cure and prevent cancer some way some how, we won't think that it's so serious anymore. The people of the future will get a dulled feeling of appreciation for those brave scientists because cancer doesn't feel as scary to them with a cure by their sides. And maybe those people will take the medicine and live carelessly even after they are cured, without the appreciation for life or giving thanks to those scientists who labored over the difficult task of discovering and creating medicine for us. The world is waiting for those scientists. The rest of the world full of people who either didn't have enough skill to become a scientist, people who didn't have the passion to become a scientist, and people who didn't want the bothersome task of being a scientist. People are waiting for scientists. Waiting to take the things they have been given with little intention of giving back.

"I cried while wondering, 'if I protect them, who will protect me?'" --

February Showers

Mood: happy; neutral; enthusiastic
Currently: sipping hot chocolate
Listening to: Hey! Don't Bring Me Down --DBSK

Drinking hot chocolate on a cold, rainy day like today is a must, in my book anyways. I just love how the hot-warm, sweet liquid slides down my throat, and my neck and chest feels all warm as the drink travels down into my stomach, which later, also feel warm.
There's just so much I feel like saying. I was finally in a good mood in zero period chemistry today.
First period P.E., Junior Christine (the one with really long hair and different colored knee-long socks) has a serious conversation with me while walking around the perimeter of the gym. I love it how she was so into it. Anyhow, based off the animated show, Avatar: The Last Air Bender, Hollywood is making a movie. However, this Asian society is being played by an all Caucasian crew, with the exception of the Indian antagonist. Christine spoke in a charismatic voice on how Hollywood is just blatantly racist, and are trying to tell Asian-American actors don't belong in Hollywood. One actor, playing Sokka, who was asked how he felt playing the role of someone of a different race, his simple response was, "Well, I guess I have to get a tan." Rude. Another person was asked about his thoughts on how the movie is being played by an all-white cast and the huge protests about it said, "Well, think of it this way, why are they here?" Dumb. Avatar fans have been distraught, and seemed to have turned to the website: www.racebending.com [ x ] to talk about how they want justice, get updates, and sign a petition to stop the movie. Obviously touched by Christine's passion, agreed to help spread the word about this, I've also considered bringing this up next issue for the school newspaper. I still chuckle when I remember what Christine said to me when I said I'd bring up the idea during the next brainstorming: "God bless the mother who bore you into this world." She's in drama.
Second period English was okay. We didn't get a seat change as I hoped, but our teacher said she might change tomorrow, so I'm looking forward to that (is kind of scared of the girl who sits next to me).
Third period journalism was chaos. So we needed about a 1000 people survey about Sadies, as requested by ASB, on whether or not if you went and if you didn't why, such and such like that. So everyone who wasn't a page editor was dragged away from whatever they were doing to run around school, go to every classroom to ask people to take the survey. Me, having no preference as to where I go, did not have to go to any classroom. Instead, I had to go to the office, library, and intercept people in the hallways to ask people to take the survey. It was interesting asking random people about the survey, and I was a bit shocked at how fluently I was able to ask these strangers to take the survey and explained to them what it was all about.
Snack I just ate my lunch and spent time with my boyfriend, taking a break from working on my page.
Fourth period pre-calculus: Boring as always. Last to finish the opener as always. My chapter sheet shows I got TWO perfect opener scores. It's a miracle.
Fifth period history: Boring. Finished my Spanish homework.
Lunch: Helped count the surveys for extra credit and page deadline extension. Took forever though, and we're still not done.
Sixth period Spanish: I barely made it into class on time due to stupid journalism (I haven't done a 100-200m dash in a long time). You should have seen me, I was running surprisingly fast for a person with a relatively large backpack and two textbooks in her arms. I practically skid to a stop in front of the Spanish classroom door, causing my hair to fall and hang disgustingly in front of my face, and opened the door. I took a moment to take a deep breath and organize my hair, then hurriedly rushed to my seat just as the bell rang. Did the wrong third page for homework. Failed at reading Spanish.
After school: Went to journalism again, as always. Worked on my page like crazy. Almost done (seems like I don't need to stay after school everyday until Friday now). I hope I finish my page soon so I can finally see the outside world during snack and lunch.
When I left the room around nearly 4PM, it was a bit dark outside and pouring rain. I pulled out my umbrella and trudged through the deserted campus. It was actually a little adventure for me to get to my locker and then to the parking lot. I held the umbrella tightly as the wind thrashed the air crazily, my hair flapped all around my face up to a 90 degree angle. I gritted my teeth at the cold wind and rain, yet I had a strange, wide smile on my face. It was a bit thrilling being out there, and it truly felt like a small adventure.

Spinning 'Round and 'Round . . .

Mood: happy; tired
Currently: downloading AIM
Listening to: the humming of the computer and the distant chatter of the television

Feels like I haven't been here in forever, but it's only been 14 days? Yeah, that's forever. Anyhow, life has been chaotic, where I've been running back and forth and up the walls. I finally come back and look at everyone's blog for the first time in 14 days and I'm just like, oooh s---. Who knows what events of everyone's lives I'm missing out on! I say that, yet I feel a bit lazy in actually trying to read it all . . . Don't judge me, it gives you a huge headache trying to read four constantly updated blogs and not spend several hours doing so. It doesn't help that I read slower than a snail crawls. I'll read them one day . . . meaning several months from now, maybe.
Anyhow, what's happened in my life . . . I caught a cold from Diana after the sleepover, about a month ago, and although my actual cold went away after a week, the cough didn't leave until a day or two ago. Finals are coming up. I've gone back to procrastinating on my homework habit and staying up until 2AM, though I slept at like 12:30AM yesterday! Man, I haven't slept around midnight since middle school or something . . . It has been raining for the past week, and today it was raining as normal, but then the sun came out randomly, then I was like, "Rain? Sun? OH MY GOSH," ran outside with my camera to find that there was, indeed, a rainbow. It was beautiful, I took a billion shots of it, though the quality turned out to be super ugly when I posted it online. What a pity.
Chinese school and art class have been a real pain to go to. On the bright side, no Chinese class tomorrow (end of the term), and well, there's almost always art class. What I'm feeling bleh about art is that I'm going to go back into drawing with a pencil and all. Since how it works there is that they first teach you the fundamentals, sketching, learning perspective, making the picture proportional to the example picture you are given, and shading. Then after a while, you're promoted to painting, where you do a basic sketch, using what you've learned, then you go on and paint. First you're painting on canvas paper the size of a normal sheet of paper, and then you paint on a bigger canvas. After a few paintings, you then go back to drawing. Statues. People. Still life. Ugh, in a few weeks I need to draw a self-portrait of myself. That's just disgusting. Anyhow, I'm soon to leave the world of vivid colors and dripping paint. Change sucks (in art and in life).
That's pretty much all the excitement I've been going through really. Just busy busy busy. Even in my free time, I'm busy, always needing to multitask. If I'm not doing anything while eating, that's now considered "wasting time" to me. I need to be doing homework, reading, IMing, watching anime, reading manga, or drawing while eating. I can't just do one thing and feel like I'm spending my time to its fullest extent. I'm feeling the fatigue building up . . .