"An idealist is one who, on noticing that a rose smells better than a cabbage, concludes that it will also make better soup." H. L. Mencken
Hey, March started. I don't exactly remember that happening. I thought February was a bad one, but as far as being busy goes, March is giving February a run for its money. I have a lot going on. I have this essay that I have to write, my NHS form isn't done, and play practice and jazz band and forensics and Taste of the Ministry trip and in the midst of all of it there's this bright star, his name is Ben Folds. Even that got a little less awesome because it cost nearly $5o for my ticket. It's sort of ironic because I sit and complain about my total lack of time for everything and yet, I often find myself not doing anything. Hmm, maybe I should think about that.
Lately, I haven't been the friend that I should be. I can't seem to give people advice and they tell me things and I forget or I don't do anything about it. I feel really bad. I want to make things better, but I don't know how. I'm usually such an idealist, but sometimes it's hard to find the ideal in these seemingly endless problems. "There is always a well-known solution to every human problem--neat, plausible, and wrong." That one is also H. L. Mencken. That guy has a lot of good ones. Although, I suppose God has more. "Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you." 1 Peter 5: 7. I should quit complaining. It's silly. Even in my total negativity, I have amazing friends and a wonderful family who I may not always agree with, but are still willing to listen to me gripe and that's pretty incredible.
I'm going to read The Catcher in the Rye again. I read it in fifth grade and I'm thinking it's going to have a lot more substance in my current state of mind than it did then. Anybody who's read that one can let me know what they thought about it. I really don't even remember anything about it, except that I felt guilty about it because it was sort of an adult book and it had bad words. I don't even rememeber the story, so no one spoil the ending.
I'll try and post again soon.

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"It's sort of ironic because I sit and complain about my total lack of time for everything and yet, I often find myself not doing anything. Hmm, maybe I should think about that."
This is what bugs me about myself. I'm so unproductive. Unless I put my mind to it. But if I put my mind to it, that usually means it's worthless in the long run. One of these days, I'm sure I'll figure it out.
Worthless things are sometimes the most meaningful. That's what i've found. Things like being with people and trying to knock a massive snow-iceball off the top of a massive snow mound isn't productive, but it's those times i live for.
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