It got dark by 5 today. Winter is coming. Already November. There's a special day in that month...right?

I have to say, first (and probably last) time I've heard Twilight and Interview With the Vampire brought up in Sunday Mass. I have to wonder sometimes if I'm a Christian just because I've never known a better group of people to make the biggest deal about nothing; it's like a hotbed for controversy (and I just can't stay away...).

I finished my paper this morning, which I really enjoyed writing. I may post it here. If not, you can of course ask to see it, if it so interests you. The topic is quite intriguing, in my opinion. Let's hope the grade is just as much....

I really like my bosses. Tad random, but I don't think everyone can say that. They're really cool, in a totally ironic sense. And quite friendly (in a non-child-molesting sense).

Need to write again soon. But I'll get to that eventually. Putting off Chem. but I have time tomorrow. I just need sleep tonight, so I don't sleep through class again like last week.

I just rediscovered American McGee's Alice. I actually remember seeing it in some computer store (shut up, whatever quip you may have) with my dad when I was younger. At the time, I thought it was twisting the Alice In Wonderland story and didn't like it. Now, I so want it. Haven't heard of it? Watch the trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lG_-3T1Tljw. Looks so good.

I have some ideas for verses I want to try out when I have the time. It always takes forever for me to be ready to do a verse, yet once I start writing, it just seems to come forth. Then again, most of the stuff I've written in the past I'm tearing apart, tossing away some, using the rest. I've noticed how much I've grown as lyricist over the past year - bad side? You realize how much you need to improve your future writing and how poor your past stuff was. But eh. Can only go up.

Yes, at this point you must be worrying at me. Several positive entries in a row? Jon, are you sick? I'd hate to invoke the calm before the storm image (largely because it doesn't make sense; before every catastrophe there doesn't have to be a calm; how can you make so general an assumption as that?), but who knows? Every up has it's down. I suppose I've just become used to. Heh, oh, yes, this is life; you know you're out there when a sarcastic and cynical statement like that makes you laugh and cheer up (that was a joke, despite the truth in it; c'mon, laugh...).

Well, Chem. Midterm today. The highest possible score I could get this time is an 81%. Of course, this is hoping I get all partial credit, etc. The hopes are higher than the Calc. this time, yet I expected a lower score than I got for Calc. Heh, that doesn't bear good if the reverse happens here....

Ever have a sight that you found and then never bothered to save it? So then, years later, you wanna find it again but have no clue where to start but with Google? Thankfully, I actually found the site this time: http://www.becominghuman.org/. Haven't seen it since 8th grade, but so good. Well, for science fanatics like myself, I suppose.

It's almost comical: I'm having a debate with someone over whether God exists right now. I still can't get over the fact he had the audacity to say that my belief was evil to begin with. I'm starting to see with the rise and acceptance of atheism (or simply minds of thought other than Christianity), we're starting to see an extremist sect form very similar to that amongst extremist Christians. I almost want to scream, "My progressive brother, don't fall to hypocrisy!"

I just saw a post on here that was titled Is It OK for Christians to Seek Psychological Help? Try not doing so for years and see how you fare. Honestly, did they really have to ask that question? Intelligence goes a far way.

Haha, I'm actually in a great mood, if you were wondering.

Madonna's new tour is called the Sticky and Sweet Tour.

I swear, if I could catch and read into liturature, ideas, and symbolism like I do sexual innuendos, I'd be a fantastic reader.

Not a bad weekend. Went to a party Friday and was a total wallflower, though that was expected. Went to Six Flags on Sat. and went on two roller coasters (though one was a moderate for kids, and mostly is significant because I got K. B. to ride a coaster. The one before it my brother probably would have killed to have been the one to get me on). I got no hw done, despite my plans. Today was hw. Missed breakfast and lunch. Ended up being one of the eucharistic ministers because, it seemed, the scheduled ones didn't show. Was unexpected but cool to help out at church. Work after that. Not too bad. And hw again.

I am going to do an album review of Reasonable Doubt. Just taking a while to get to. But I will.

The sea is calm to-night.
The tide is full, the moon lies fair
Upon the straits; on the French coast the light
Gleams and is gone; the cliffs of England stand;
Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay.
Come to the window, sweet is the night-air!
Only, from the long line of spray
Where the sea meets the moon-blanched land,
Listen! you hear the grating roar
Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling,
At their return, up the high strand,
Begin, and cease, and then again begin,
With tremulous cadence slow, and bring
The eternal note of sadness in.

Sophocles long ago
Heard it on the A gaean, and it brought
Into his mind the turbid ebb and flow
Of human misery; we
Find also in the sound a thought,
Hearing it by this distant northern sea.

The Sea of Faith
Was once, too, at the full, and round earth's shore
Lay like the folds of a bright girdle furled.
But now I only hear
Its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar,
Retreating, to the breath
Of the night-wind, down the vast edges drear
And naked shingles of the world.

Ah, love, let us be true
To one another! for the world, which seems
To lie before us like a land of dreams,
So various, so beautiful, so new,
Hath really neither joy, nor love, nor light,
Nor certitude, nor peace, nor help for pain;
And we are here as on a darkling plain
Swept with confused alarms of struggle and flight,
Where ignorant armies clash by night.
-Matthew Arnold