feet

I just ran through the grass barefoot, and it felt like nothing else. It was like a childish sensation, that feels your heart with joy. Nothing compares to feeling the grass, the texture of the driveway against your toes, squishing between your feet. I just ran through the grass barefoot.
Yet with all the glorious sensation of this, it reminded me inevitably of camp....and E. When barefootness wasn't just a moment of spontaneousness, but a way of life. You'd do it anytime, it was possible: not during activities, but every minute in between. Sometimes the counselors would tell you to stop, but you'd do it the next day. They did it all the time, why couldn't you. It felt natural, the grass softer then any rug, the mud squeezing between your toes. Not that you minded. No, mud was good, it made the random patch of grass behind the dinning hall, pleasant to walk on. Mud smoothed the rocks, and it felt good. And in any chance it was better then shoes that never dried or go clean of the mud. Feet were meant for this, they didn't care. And it was camp, dirty feet bothered no one. Those were the times.
I ran through the grass barefoot. It made me feel like it was summer again. Like those precious week of carelessness, that put life in a fresh perspective. It is not yet cold, fall hadn't taken over everything. But summer is gone, the tiresome page or reality has begun. No longer will it be warm enough to kick off your shoes outside. Nor will there be time or mood. But for now it felt a bit better, like summer is still possible. I ran through the grass barefoot today.

Why

Why am I not writing at all? Not here, not in my novel land. In fact I feel like I am cheating writing here instead of my novel, oh and lets not forget I need to read more. And and I am falling apart already, this is to early in the year. SERIOUSLY, what is happening to me! Craziness.
Ah well people are annoying me with hatred of the new Facebook- why don't I write about that. Too lazy? Tired? uninspired? I need motive, before I fall apart once and for all.

mehhh-don't you love that word

Is it a trend, that I promise to write, then don't. I have an excuse school. It came like a monstrous wave, aside from the fact that the teachers simply plunged into it, I also got overwhelmed and over exhausted. But since this blog was intitaly dedicated to school might as well rant about it. I think i am starting to learn the ups and downs of TJ or just high school in general. There were so many disappointments, that it seamed impossible to believe this is one of the best schools in the country. Later I will:
a. write more in depth about everything.
b. change my mind, when I have more time to adjust and be rational about things.

So the first big disappointment is the teachers, I mean I didn't expect perfection, but what I got was far from it. Just a starting line up:
Gym: Yeah lets NOT go there
CompSci: Kind of nice, but nothing special or caring about.
Math: Boring, and by rumors mean. The class is boring and easy in general, did I mention that.
French: Mehhh that covers it. Compared to last year, oh well no one can compare to the stellar Mrs.R and her cochon dingue, who I named my forum after. She is the one teacher from last year I miss. And instead of anything good I get this.
Tech: Okay he is one of the few good ones. It is his second year teaching and he is laid back and fun.
English: She is happy, it's actually scary how much she smiles. Either its superficial or she is messing with my world view. No one is so happy all the time. Plus I heard her teaching style isn't the best.
Bio: Nice, she intimidates us about things, but not in a bad way. But her class is really hard, though past students love her in the end. We will see? As I want her to remain one of the two good teachers.
And thats it, making Red Day have all the good teachers (and English) and Blue Day. Those are our blocks by the way.
Also everyone has lunch at the same time, sounds great? I thought so too. But having the freedom, makes it harder to get everyone together or decide who of your friends to sit with.....but I think it will work out on its own.
And the 1 hour+ bus ride/ twice a day is no good.
Despite the general mehness I will now turn to the positive.
HIGH SCHOOL= FREEDOM! thats it there is nothing else to say. And that helps it makes it all Okay. Plus all the awesome new people I met.
Like I mentioned before I am tired, and am going to have tea and sleep.