Rain

I love the rain!  Right now, I'm sitting outside (on the deck, so my laptop doesn't get rained on.) just watching the rain.  Watching isn't really the right word, though, because I'm not just using my eyes.  I'm smelling the rain, hearing the raindrops over my head, and, if it weren't for my laptop, I'd be out in the rain, getting wet, playing in the puddles.  I don't know what it is, but something about water just relaxes me, calms me down, and turns me back into a little kid, at the same time.  I get this feeling when I am by the ocean, a river, a creek, any body of water (not pools though.  They don't count, they're man-made.).  I don't know why, but I just love to be around water.

Is anyone else like this, or am I just the weird one ?

Good News! I found help for Chemistry! (and Pre-Calc)

This is for all the Honors Chem (and anyone else who has Ms. Miller, really.) students.  Since she doesn't explain stuff well, and I don't know about anyone else, but I don't think the book does either, here is a link for a chemistry study guide:

http://www.sparknotes.com/chemistry/

I haven't looked at it yet, but sparknotes is usually pretty good.  I was on looking for a better translation of Antigone (I didn't find one, sadly) but I decided to search for chemistry help, because I need it, and this showed up!  I hope this helps you, if you are having trouble too.

P.S. Precalc (or any other math) kids:

http://www.sparknotes.com/math/

You just have to scroll down a bit, and then there is a section on precalculus.

My So-Called Life

Today, in the episode of My So-Called Life, Angela had a touching moment with her mom.  I had a lump in my throat, because I wish I had that kind of relationship with my mom.  It's not like Angela said in, I believe the first episode, that she can't look at her mom "without wanting to stab her." (How's that for an embedded quote? :] )  I love my mom, I just don't go to her for anything.  I can't even really talk to her about my life, because she always makes me feel like.. I don't know how to describe it, but I feel like I'm not getting her opinion, I'm getting her opinion watered-down, re-worded to fit what she thinks I need.  It annoys me.  Actually, a lot of little things about her annoy me, but that's a whole new post.

I like my dad much better, I can talk to him about stuff.  My dad will just listen to what I have to say, and offer his opinion.  My dad and I have good discussions bout politics, religion, etc.  Also, we have the same sense of humor, so we joke around a lot.  However, I still don't really go to him.  It would just be weird to talk to my dad about whatever my issues might be at any given time, because, most of the time, it involves boys.

If I had something big happen to me, like Angela did, I would go to my best friend.  She definitely understands me way better than my family.  That's kind of sad, that I trust someone I've only about a year better than my own family.  But life is weird like that sometimes.