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Sometimes I grade my days on some deranged point system that exists only in my head. Like today, when Mr. Jourdain saw me in the hall and told me that he liked my year-long project proposals, the day became +50. And I actually used that term when re-living that brilliance.

Aerobics today was definitely a +10, it was giddy and lovely and wonderful. Granted, I'm sure I won't be thinking like this a few weeks in the future, but for now this is one of the few "new" feelings that I truly enjoy. I love not dreading gym, and not spending the entire period beforehand consumed by this overwhelming sense of fear as I would think about what sport I could embarrass myself with on that day.

-5 for homework, though. I have way too much to do and not enough time. Granted, I acknowledge the fact that I brought this upon myself. I had almost absolutely no homework yesterday, and instead of trying to get ahead I decided to watch Factory Girl. 1 3/4 stars out of 5 if you wanted my opinion. So, basically you have Sienna Miller as Edie Sedgewick aka riches to rags story of the woman who was one of Andy Warhol's greatest muses. I've never realized how freaky Andy Warhol was. He made a lot of porn-ish films, and in one part of the movie there's this implied horse/guys sex scene thing.. Not cool. But the imagery was beautiful, like I'm not talking Sofia Coppola's directing kind of beautiful (which I think is just ridiculously gorgeous - see Marie Antoinette, just overlook EVERYTHING but the imagery) but very pretty all the same. Also, if you happen to be into the idea of seeing either Sienna Miller and/or Hayden Christensen nude then I totes would recommend this shiznit.

And on a completely unrelated note, I feel like I'm living in apprehension of something right now. Like the world is moving and changing, and just.. existing, yet I'm the same. I'm here, waiting. I keep trying to pinpoint some position during my life where instantly, I'll feel as if I'm a part of something significant. When I was younger, I imagined that time would be high school. I would be worldly and mature, yet now I'm so far from it, and I can acknowledge that. In my mind now, I'll be a true part of something in college. Though, to be honest, I don't know what I'd do if I was wrong again.