Monday: Today

I feel lonely. I feel frustrated. I feel slow, like I'm not moving, but I only think I'm moving. Like my mind shoots electricity at my muscles to go! but it takes a millisecond longer than it should for my muscles to feel the pinch and go. And in that millisecond, I'm scared I'll never move again.

Today I went to cinema class on time. We discussed American Beauty a bit and leaped into Apocalypse Now. I gotta say, the first forty-five minutes gripped me. Heck, the opening scene with the still camera and the passing choppers set to a lonely guitar riff accompanied by a skinny tambourine and supersonic whiffs of chopper blades really hooked me. When that shot exploded in erupting fire blasts and the music ran like nothing had happened, I was in awe.

I aced my history midterm. Twenty out of twenty. I also explained what nativism and Jim Crow laws were. We left ten minutes early because I answered that last part.

My mom was crying tonight for some reason. I wasn't there while she was doing it, but I saw her choked up before going to bed. I don't think it's serious; it probably has something to do with my defiant sister.

Tomorrow I take my children's literature midterm. I also discover what became of my five poems: did my peers reject or accept them into the book we are publishing? Maybe I'll write another poem tonight.

That's all I feel like writing for today. Sleep tight.