Properties of a Circle
"The game is on again- a lover or a friend
A big thing or a small- the winner takes it all..."
Before we get into my head, a little about my day. Mediocre, one would call it, considering how brought down I was due to serious congestion. Possible sinus infection, more likely allergies. I'm under the wonderful weather, in any case.
So things weren't so fucked up. I was really out of focus yesterday. Things are back today. And who knows, maybe they'll stay this way come tomorrow (or "when tomorrow comes"), maybe they'll just be fucked up again. Whatever life brings, right? "Every step we take, all the moves we make, all the pain at stake..." Wow, that's Open Your Heart.
Today was just very blah. The second half, especially. I took half my Italian Regents speaking. My scenario was "I am your Italian teacher. You don't look well." We laughed at that one a bit before starting, I'm running 12/12 thus far. But followed by chorus, a sub for CJ, a day off in math, and a day outside for AP, the day was just blah. And considering my congestion, I just wasn't feeling too amazing. Not about singing, especially. "But what can you do?" Ohh, the Les Mis-ity.
I would like to dedicate this entry to Lena who really made my day. I went with her to watch the JV baseball game and it was more fun than I ever would have thought a Carey sporting event to be. She was there for me when I needed to talk and I thank her so much for it. Much love here to Lena.
A special thank you to Carol, once again, for recommending the night's song I needed way back when, near the beginning of the school year. I miss you and can't wait until you come back, a little over a week, is it? :D
We're all walking in circles. Sometimes we shift circles, similar to the excited state of an atom. But the circles are never concentric. Paths will always cross. With life, there are no perfect circles. There are circles within circles for the passing and for the jumping. No matter what happens, no matter what new paths are traveled, old ones are never lost and can so easily be walked again. Passing can be short or long and circles cross. Circles interlock and they don't come loose, magic doesn't happen. But no matter what we want to believe, we're just traveling in infinite circular patterns. Perhaps it's best that way.
I just keep doing a 360 and I'm right back here again. I don't mind it anymore. I've started feeling small again... and I'm glad.
A big thing or a small- the winner takes it all..."
Before we get into my head, a little about my day. Mediocre, one would call it, considering how brought down I was due to serious congestion. Possible sinus infection, more likely allergies. I'm under the wonderful weather, in any case.
So things weren't so fucked up. I was really out of focus yesterday. Things are back today. And who knows, maybe they'll stay this way come tomorrow (or "when tomorrow comes"), maybe they'll just be fucked up again. Whatever life brings, right? "Every step we take, all the moves we make, all the pain at stake..." Wow, that's Open Your Heart.
Today was just very blah. The second half, especially. I took half my Italian Regents speaking. My scenario was "I am your Italian teacher. You don't look well." We laughed at that one a bit before starting, I'm running 12/12 thus far. But followed by chorus, a sub for CJ, a day off in math, and a day outside for AP, the day was just blah. And considering my congestion, I just wasn't feeling too amazing. Not about singing, especially. "But what can you do?" Ohh, the Les Mis-ity.
I would like to dedicate this entry to Lena who really made my day. I went with her to watch the JV baseball game and it was more fun than I ever would have thought a Carey sporting event to be. She was there for me when I needed to talk and I thank her so much for it. Much love here to Lena.
A special thank you to Carol, once again, for recommending the night's song I needed way back when, near the beginning of the school year. I miss you and can't wait until you come back, a little over a week, is it? :D
We're all walking in circles. Sometimes we shift circles, similar to the excited state of an atom. But the circles are never concentric. Paths will always cross. With life, there are no perfect circles. There are circles within circles for the passing and for the jumping. No matter what happens, no matter what new paths are traveled, old ones are never lost and can so easily be walked again. Passing can be short or long and circles cross. Circles interlock and they don't come loose, magic doesn't happen. But no matter what we want to believe, we're just traveling in infinite circular patterns. Perhaps it's best that way.
I just keep doing a 360 and I'm right back here again. I don't mind it anymore. I've started feeling small again... and I'm glad.