A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man
So, I'm through Chapter 1. The book hasn't been that hard to read so far (Dinner scene went by the fastest, but I liked it the most), although I expect it to as Stephen starts getting older... Interesting how the writing style starts changing progressively to reflect his inconstant perception of thing. Maybe I should do Joyce for that poetry project...
Anyway... drove to Irvine today after tennis to eat at China Garden. I haven't driven on the freeway for several months, but surprisingly it went by pretty well. Just a matter of going with the flow. The dim sum at the restaurant was pretty good, but trying to park there is HORRENDOUS. The place was so full that cars were parking even in the most inconvenient spots like random open curbs and even a red curb in one case. Got lucky enough to find a spot across the street next to the 99 Ranch Market, but even that was rather tough.
Heard 3 cars run into each other while waiting outside for a table in the restaurant. Looked up and there were two Asian women out of their cars yelling at each other. Kinda amusing.
It's Winter Formal night, but unlike last year, I don't really care about the fact that I'm not going, nor about the fact that I've still never been to a high school dance. I wonder why.
Scholarship applications to do, books to read, games (I ought) to play, material to watch, homework to do... I don't feel like any of it. Well, I would feel like the stuff between applications and homework but I can't because then I'd feel guilty for not doing those outer two. And I still haven't played the Wii after all this time. My brother's at the 5th dungeon in Zelda.
Volunteering at the Pacific Shoreline Marathon tomorrow... Woohoo. I have to get up at 5:15 or so to make it.
Kingdom Hearts 2: Final Mix +... I realize how much Square is whoring its products right now by doing that (as with everything else it's done recently...), but I would still buy it just for the extra features and scenes anyway. I'm like that.
I think I'm obsessed with the idea of hanging out with friends. I would gladly do that above anything else right now. It might explain why I've gotten detached from playing games as of late... unless it's at a friend's house.
Dinner, then homework I guess. Meh.
Actually, I'd rather do homework than scholarship applications. So I guess that's some motivation for me. At least I can get into doing homework without worrying about wasting time... if that makes any sense.
But I still want to read more. And if I had the patience and didn't feel like having to explain it to my parents (who haven't heard it since my cousins last came over and played it) would like to get back on that piano and relearn how to play some of my old songs, as well as songs that actually interest me for once (COMPANY!... although I would kinda need 11 other people singing at the same time for that to truly work. As well as an orchestra backup.). I think the reason I didn't like playing before was because my teacher made me feel too restricted, and I didn't really care much about music back then because I had nothing that interested me at the time. Then I saw that one guy play One Winged Angel at that last recital and I thought, "Why couldn't I have learned that?" But by that point, I was on the verge of quitting anyway, just because I couldn't commit to practicing. And my teacher said I'd probably become too busy because of high school...
If this year's taught me anything, it's that I never was too busy until this year.
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