And I’m having nightmares of accidentally eating meat.

(The alternate title to this post was “Life [the breakfast cereal, not my pathetic existence] is good.” And then as a subheading, I suppose I also could’ve added: “And now with yogurt-coated oat clusters.”)

The brand new 2007-2008 school year started last Wednesday, August 29. I’m in the eleventh grade and I’m taking two AP classes and two “accelerated” courses. It was a little hectic last week because of the different, more compact opening day(s) schedule. I really was too depressed for words.

Wednesday, Aug. 29: Very depressed.
Thursday, Aug. 30: Extremely depressed and devastated.
Friday, Aug. 30: Still devastated but with renewed hope once the weekend began.

And then, after school resumed after Labor Day, it became slightly more bearable all of a sudden. I can only suppose those yogurt oat clusters did something to my dopamine levels.

But! But! There’s something else that’s buoying me up at the moment, although due to my highly self-absorbed and secretive nature, I won’t be disclosing that right now… or at least, until I gather more conclusive information about my subject…

(Note: However fortunate that may sound, don’t get the wrong idea: I’m still determined to hate school this year, like every other year before that, and from here to infinity, to the sky and the stars and the dark matter and the multiverses and the bubble universes beyond…)

Current local library “position in hold queue” status:

• Eclipse by Stephenie Meyer: #60
• Maximum Ride: Saving the World and Other Extreme Sports by James Patterson: #17

Aha! The lines are gradually thinning out…