A new quarter of school has come (the final one of the year, in fact), which means brand new classes for all. It has already been four days into it, but I already know that it is going to be pretty hellish for me. I have state tests and school finals to look forward to in the future, and the work I'm already getting now is really kicking my butt.

When I started taking Technology Exploration, it was absolutely nothing like I expected it to be. Heck, I don't even remember signing up for it as an elective. It completely drove me to my breaking point, and that is saying a lot considering that I have more tolerance towards elective classes. After taking with the teacher and some other adults I trust, I was able to get out of the class and be put into a new one (of my choice). After taking a look at the open spots, I found myself getting into the Photography class!

When I signed up for electives for High School when I was in 8th Grade, I didn't even know there was a Photo class, and was pretty disappointed when I found out there was one, and I didn't sign up for it. But now I was able to get in, and I'm pretty damn excited, even if getting put into another class and missing three days of material is kind of stressful. In the class, we're going to start out by working with film cameras and then move our way up to digital. I get to develop my photos in the darkroom. Such simpler times. I need 20 photos of pretty much anything outside of school that isn't offensive or graphic by Wednesday, and my parents are letting me use our old film camera. I like it, because it has a good, classic look to it.

Things are, in general, getting difficult and complex for me, but I'm doing the very best I can to stay optimistic even if there really isn't anything bright to look forward to. I think it may just be working out, for me. I don't really have anybody to talk to at school, but perhaps you may recall some of the "friends" I had talked about. Turns out that after a rough time of bashing from them I think that they're actually starting to accept who I am. Too bad that the only way I can talk with them now is through XFire...

I may be viewed as an intellectual, but people never really seem to see just how much I wanted to break free from all this overanalyzation, sometimes. They don't know that all I really want out of life is the simpler things, but the tongue that I speak in and the things that I do and think must be too out of their universe, for them.