Spooky...

I believe in ghosts, but I refuse to believe that my house is haunted. Just because I believe that ghosts are real doesn't mean that I can't have a skeptical approach toward whether a place is haunted or not. Skepticism can be healthy. I heard someone say, "Thank God for skeptics! They keep us honest." When you look at something like a haunting skeptically you are basically trying to figure out every other possible thing that it could be. You do your research instead of jumping to conclusions, or at least you should. Even from a skeptical approach you still can't make assumptions. Don't look for evidence to back up your conclusions. Look for evidence to analyze, and draw your conclusions from that evidence.

I'm sure this seems pretty random. But last night something happened. Again. The lights in the dinning room turned themselves off. Please, don't missunderstand. It wasn't like they were flickering and went out, or like the bulbs burned out (which would've been 3 bulbs burning out at the same time), or even like there was some kind of freak electrical shortage that didn't affect anything else in the house. One moment the switch was in the "on" position, then the lights went out and when I walked over to the wall to turn them back on the switch was in the "off" position. I would've said that my brother (or even my mom) turned the lights off, but they were busy reading and playing video games in another room completely. Only my dad and I were in the room when the lights went out, but we were both more than 10 feet away from the switch. I thought that the switch might've been loose, so I turned it off and on again. The switch wasn't loose, so I don't think that gravity could've exerted enough force to turn the lights off at the switch. Wierd, huh?

Normally, I think I probably would've just brushed this off as being no big deal. That's what I usually do. The house creaks, well all houses creak. New houses are settling, and old houses are just creaky. Lights flicker. Ok. Whetever, just an electrical fluctuation. Nothing abnormal about electricity. Exept for this one time. A couple months ago I was in my room doing homework with my lights on (it's kinda hard to do homework in the dark). I walked out of the room to tell my parents something. Then I walked back in and the lights started flickering. It was like the likes on my ceiling turned into strobe lights. But I have energy saver bulbs, so instead of just flashes of light and dark, there were also flashes of color (is that normal?). I stood there for a couple seconds under the flashing lights until my mind c aught up to what was happening. I ran out of the room and yelled for my parents to come see this. We tried to turn off the lights. We were pushing the button on the wall but nothing happened, so my dad went into the bathroom and reset the circuit breaker. That stopped it. I turned the lights back on and it was like nothing ever happened. I didn't give it much thought. I don't know much about electricity, but like I said before it can easily be seen as funky electrical stuff.

Wow... so, ummm... yeah....

So I honestly never thought that I would be depressed about not having to go to school, especially on a friday. Then I started writing a "To Do" List. Not smart, I know. Instead of sleeping in until afternoon, I am going to spend a perfectly nice autumn day inside, doing homework, college apps, and chores. This is insane! How can anyone be expected to read 10 pages for one class, study for 2 tests, do 2 practice tests, write out a list of vocab words, write a college essay for english, write about 6 personal statements for colleges, answering about 15 physics questions, reading Hamlet (which is really quite fantastic!), finish about 3 handouts, memorize another 10 songs for choir, study for a sea scout competition, and everything else...

I suppose I sentenced myself to death when I signed up for my classes and extracurrics. This kind of sucks now, but it really did seem like a good idea at the time. I still need to send in about 5 college apps, which means I am majorly SKREWED! I don't even have a prompt for the essay I need to write for english. I have no clue what to write about. How am I suppposed to help someone get to know me through my writing, when I don't even let them get to know me in person.

Well, my intention in writing this was to describe my utter amazement at the outrageous workload that I have over this 3 day weekend, but re-reading this even I think that it sounds like all I'm doing is whining. There are bright sides to having a day off. I mean, I get a chance to work on all of this stuff. Oh, and I got a chance to call a person who works in the field that I'm planning to work in. After talking to her, I feel GREAT! I feel like I'm on the right path. I've gotten accepted to one college at least. Chaminade is in Hawaii. They have some of the programs that I'm interested in, so it is definitely an option. I just need to remember that there are till colleges that I am applying to. I can't start slacking now, I need to stay on top of these college apps. I don't have time for SENIORITIS, so it's a good thing that the SWINE FLU wasn't too bad. THANK GOD FOR STRONG IMMUNE SYSTEMS!

The Begining...

I honestly don't care if you read this or not. It doesn't make a shred of difference to me. This will be a personal blog, but I have not yet decided how or what I'm going to blog about. The title pretty much sums everything up. All of my blogs will be fairly random. I'm going to write about whatever happens to pop into my head when I am sitting in front of my computer, and it could very easily vary from anything like music, to politics, to movies, to personal experiences, to poetry and literature, etc.

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