Catch up.

Life has honestly been insane lately, and due to it being so crazy, I don't even know where to begin my post. I suppose I'll start with school, and how it is completely consuming my life! I will say I'm not as excited about it as I was the last time I devoted my post to it, but it isn't too too bad. I like the majority of my classes, and most of the teachers, but I can't help but notice the difference this year. I get the feeling that the teachers are a little side tracked or something. They seem to do a ton of social chatting at the class rather than educational lecture. As far as my economics class goes, I know about the same about it as I did on day one, which is nothing beneficial to me. I may have learned how to almost buy and sell stocks, as well as understand the meaning of all the charts and such. Otherwise, nadda. Sociology is just about the same, all we do is have class discussions. Now, I realize it's sociology, the study of basically being social, but I don't think it's necessary for us to talk about our own opinions the entire time. We talk about topics I feel I already had some background on. Tell me something I don't know and let me learn something. As of now, I'm kind of feeling as if I should have taken Psych or something. As for Chem, I started out really not enjoying my teacher, and still am not totally geeked on his teaching style, but at least I am somewhat understanding it now. Tux is honestly, one of the nicest guys ever, he's humble, genuine, and truly down to earth, but I really question if he's all the way there. My friend and I sit and watch his facial expressions and mannerisms, and it's pretty apparent that there are a few loose screws. English is pretty tough, but I really think it will be beneficial to my writing once I'm through. It is funny though, I signed up for ap language and composition rather than ap lit to circumvent analyzing the pieces I read, and to further my knowledge in writing. What have I done so far? Written one essay and read a bazillion things having to analyze them the next day. I circumvent nothing.

Whaaatever, those are the least of my worries when we start talking about homework. I don't know if I'm A: OCD or B: lolly gagging or C: retarded, but I feel like I have way more homework than anyone in the universe. I don't really hear many people complain that they're doing 6+ hours of homework every night and I want to know, why my teachers seem to give more than everyone else's? Answer me that blogger community.
Moving on...

My Uncle came to visit my mom and I here in Idaho from Michigan this past week. I hadn't seen him in three years and it was really nice to visit with him again. He is quite a character, very funny, but at the same time has many great ideas and opinions that he expresses in a strong, yet not aggressive way. I love to listen to his points and ideals while sharing and discussing my own. My Uncle Bob is quite the socialist Canadian. We got up to Stanley for the day, it was great and therapeutic for everyone. My uncle loves the book and movie 'Into the Wild', he can rant and rave about it for a good hour if you really got him going. We both agreed that Stanley made us feel the way Chris felt while he was traveling, liberated and free minded. It truly is a magical place. Here are a few shots from the trip.

I was able to skype with my buddy, Kyra, this weekend. It was a blast to be able to actually see and interact with her. Almost felt like we were just hanging out. I miss her dearly and can't wait to see her sometime next year. FOREVER AWAY! Until next then, skype will do the trick I suppose.

Last weekend, my peaceful neighborhood got deeply disturbed. Early in the morning around 3, our neighbor came running over shouting, 'Help! Help! Someone call 911! Help Help!' ringing our doorbell to alert everyone, and then running to the next door. My mom came down and asked my uncle if he knew what was happening and went out to see what was going on. My uncle said he had heard a gunshot that was very close. We later found out that it was her husband who had fired the gunshot. Killing himself. Everyone was so shocked that our seemingly happy neighbor, would take his life, leaving behind a wife and young son. As our neighborhood met to talk and see how everyone was handling the event, facts began to surface. We heard everything from his being deported back to Mexico, to job loss, to an ongoing series of abuse in the house. I just can't believe it though, he was so nice. My mom and I are having a hard time seeing violence in the house attached to ours, it was always quiet next door. We could hear calm conversation and music occasionally, but nothing ever angry or seemingly violent. If it truly was happening right next door, I am extremely disturbed that I never picked up on it, being unable to prevent those awful experiences for her, and a dark atmosphere for a young boy to grow up in. Whatever the case may be, my thoughts are going out to the family and their loss.

Ayee, lots going on eh?
Music time.
I can't stay away from
-Good Old War
-Wilco
-Bob and Jakob Dylan
-The Avett Bros
-Matt Costa
They all kind of have a calm folky feeling to them, super easy listening.
Classical music is really helping too.
I suppose that's all for me tonight, time to go start Walden. Ha, here we go.
Hope everyone is doing well, goodnight.

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