sweet honey

Excellent song. Slightly Stoopid is the artist. Look it up!

So if yesterday was the most boring day of my life, today was the complete opposite. Rode my bike to school... I love the freedom of biking, since I dislike school buses. Too many weirdos.

When I got to school, I went to film studies with Mr. Maselli, he's as cool as he was when I took one of his classes sophomore year. The class itself seems pretty straightforward.

On to band. Easy day, we pulled out the pep band music and played our loud obnoxious renditions of "Tear The Roof Off The Sucker", the Batman theme (complete with wes yelling "come, young squire, to the Batcave!"), "Children of Sanchez", "Can't Buy Me Love", "The Locomotion", and "Rock and Roll, Part Two (The Hey Song)", to name a few. Pep band game tomorrow, I can't go because of some dinner at Linfield. I figure it's a chance to wear my hippie dress with my killer heels... But I'm getting off-topic.

German 1, I swear I was the only one who understood anything Herr Gebauer was saying. It was annoyingly easy, with the question-answer format on the board. "wie heisst du?" "ich heisse Marina." Yet half the class kept telling Gebauer, "I don't get it, what are you asking, I'm so confused!" Morons. The lot of them. I think I'm the only senior in a class full of freshmen, and that's probably the case.

I sit in German and stare at the clock, until finally the annoying electronic bell goes off at 1:08. FREEDOM! So I book it out of the school, chat with Hernley for a minute, then take off down Evans street, headed for my second favorite place in Mac, my headphones blasting "Lysergic Bliss" at a comfortably earsplitting volume. The sun had come out shortly before I left, so I stuffed my jacket into my backpack when I unlocked my bike chain. Now I feel the sunlight on my skin as I'm biking, it reminds me that summer isn't over yet. I hang a right on 2nd street, left on Goucher (I think it was Goucher...) and pass through the first two sections of the linear park till I reach the creek. I chain my bike to a streetlight and step carefully across the creek to my haven.

It's honestly not much. Two little streams form a creek, and in the middle is a little spit of land, about three feet above the water's level. It's here I frequently stop to rest, eat lunch, and think about life. It's an inspiring little place, though.

So I pull out my lunch, still wrapped up in my sushi-patterned lunch bag that I made last year in clothing workshop. After I eat it (except for the banana I gave Kaylee earlier) I search around and manage to pick a handful of ripe blackberries. Perfect dessert.

By this time, I'm content with myself and I still have an hour till I have to walk Becky home. So I sit and listen to "Estimated Prophet" then decide I need something to drink. In no particular hurry, I make my way through the rest of the park, buy a Mountain Dew at Sweetmilks, then wander slowly back to the creek. I kill time by stopping to sit on a few benches and enjoying the view.

I go meet up with Becky when she gets out of school, and we head for home. When we reach Discovery park we stop, she gets a drink of water, while I chain up my bike and find somewhere cool to lay. Never mind the fact that it was a random patch of sidewalk. We're both sweating, tired, and we still have about three-quarters of a mile to go till we get home. I strike up a conversation with a random park ranger, who looks as exhausted as I feel. I mention the fountain, and wonder aloud why it isn't running on such a nice day. She promptly walks over and gets it running, and Becky and I hesitate for all of twenty seconds before putting our phones in our backpacks and running fully clothed into the icy water. I can't even begin to describe how fun it was. Cold water, warm sun, just sheer joy for a while. When we were both sufficiently soaked, we thank the park ranger and head for home.

So that was my day, I still reek of chlorine, sun, and Mountain Dew. Overall, one of the best days I've had all year. Hopefully all of my B days will be that enjoyable...

Anyhow, I have homework for most of my A days that I put off till now, so I should probably do that before I rinse all the chlorine off.

Wow, this is a longer blog post than I've written in a while... Rockin.

Oh, and I love you, Daniel. Don't have too much fun with those painkillers, and I hope to hear from you soon.

In closing, I'll leave you with the lyrics from my tied-for-current-favorite song.

"Wearing an olive drab
And feeling somehow inside opalescent
Wonder how I'm managing to smile oh
When I can't even pay my rent
Maybe it's because I finally found my little tulip
My Norge dear
Funny how in spite of all my woes
Life can appear rosy and clear
Rosy and clear

And I'm dizzy from her kiss
So vertiginous
Lost in lysergic bliss

Love the way you wear your curly hair
Sanguine and spiraling, tied in a bun
Love the way it flows about your face
Mercurially gilded by the sun
If we were a pair of jigsaw puzzle pieces
We would connect so perfectly
Creating a still photo of a scene
From the Phantom of Liberty

And I'm dizzy from her kiss
So vertiginous
Lost in lysergic bliss"

- "Lysergic Bliss" - of Montreal

~marina {is so in love...}