several stories.

Story One: 
My last class on Mondays ends at 9:15. We always stop at Ski Hi, the old abandoned drive-in theater to drop off Nathaniel, one of Joseph's friends. Because it's October and we're teenagers and we still have time to do stupid things like this, we stopped the car. And we got out. And, armed with only a few struggling flashlights and a full moon, we explored.

I'm not sure if it's trespassing or not, but there were no signs and no squatters, so I think we're ok. :)

I don't think I can really describe how it feels to be running through a dark field at night doing something possibly-illegal. It's another one of those heart-pounding, throat-clenching feelings. The theater is falling apart, both on the inside and the outside. We stumbled upon a huge pile of old film, which I might be able to scavenge for an art project of some sort.

Have you done any exciting, potentially dangerous things lately?

Story Two: 
A few weeks ago, my friend Isaac at work asked me what I like to do. (For future reference: I hate this question. What do I like to do...when?) I told him that I love to read. He made a weird face at me, and then later explained that he just thought that was odd because he doesn't like to read.

Which is ok. I'm fine with people not liking to read. However, he went on to say that he absolutely hates the Catcher in the Rye and I should never read it. I have a problem with that. No one is allowed to go around smack-talking my favorite books.

When I was at the library last week with my family, I picked up Nine Stories, mostly to make a point that just because he hated the Catcher in the Rye, doesn't mean it's a bad book. Or something along those lines. I ended up loving Nine Stories. The first one was about Seymour, who's been in several other Salinger stories/books. It's always fun to find companion stories to books you've read before.

Story Three: 
At Illustrator today, we learned how to use the Symbol Sprayer tool + how to turn 2D objects into 3D objects. My mind was blown. I have one more class period left for it and I'm so sad. It's been my favorite class this entire semester and I'll be sad to see it go.

One of the reasons I like that class so much is because everyone else in the class seems just as genuinely excited about learning as I am. Frequently, when my professor shows us a new tool, there'll be oohs and ahhs from around the room. I love it.

Story Four: 
It's 12:46. Yes, definitely goodnight now. :)