Ceiling In The Sky

Back to school tomorrow. My face literally looks like this:  -_-  Well, I don't know since I cannot see my face right now... Whatever, you get the idea.

I'm not really too upset, I'm just lazy. I know I'll have to do stuff. And, like, associate with people. I like sitting in my room watching anime and surfing the web and not having to do too much talking to people. When I do socialise, I choose to. At school, it doesn't quite work that way. I doubt my friends would be OK with me going, "Sorry guys. Totes don't feel like talking to y'all this lunch time. I'm going to sit at the table all by myself and ignore your existences until I feel like socialising again. See ya later." Like I'd want to sit at a table by myself anyway. There'd be one table free and it would be free because it'd be the dirtiest table in the area, I'm sure.

Now, I wasn't overly happy with my report card for the past semester. I mean, based on the term that had passed, it was pretty good. No failures and the only overall C I got was in PE, which is to be expected. It's just that, before this year, I had become so used to being an A student with the occasional B (and a C in PE). NOW, I'm a B student with a couple of As (and a C in PE). I know it's good and I'd tried hard and stressed and flipped out many times in that past term, but I know I can do better. I don't care if my friends are all, "Nah bro, Bs are good. Screw all that. I couldn't be bothered," or if my parent's are all, "Those are good grades is you're happy with them. Good job," or whatever. I don't want to try harder and do better for anyone else but myself. I guess I kinda want to prove something. I'm not sure who to, but part of it is proving it to myself. I want all of that crappy stressing and kinda frequent breakdowns and the strange, unexplainable, emotional turmoil to be worth it. I don't want to have an awful term and get to the end and have mediocre grades, dang it.

I read Macbeth today. I had decided I'd read it in the last week of my holidays, but read it on the last day... Whatever. I have no clue what happened, guys. Serious. People died. The witches weren't as important as I thought they'd be. Macbeth died. So, yeah, lots of death. That's about all I got out of that play. Sure, I was listening to J-Rock/Visual Kei and thinking about how I'd rather be watching anime and spending half the time thinking, "OK. If I read till 2:30, then I can watch one episode of anime, taking me to about 3:00. Then, I can do half an hour of flute practice, followed by more anime then more Macbeth and this will take me to 4:30..." I did this while reading and, therefore, did not take most of the play in. At all. Oh well, when my teacher asks, "Who read Macbeth?" I can put my hand up. If he asks, "Who actually took anything in and understood it and can tell me what happened?" I cannot put my hand up, though.

I really don't know what I wanted this post to be about. I don't think there was a cause. Hm.

Well, I better go pack my bag and lunch and watch some anime. Ciao! I shall probably blog tomorrow. I hope.

Ceiling In The Sky is apparently the English translation of one of my favourite Japanese songs. Coool.

I don't even know...