Well, school started a couple days ago. Isn’t too bad. No matter how hard 8 AP tests and 4 IB tests may seem, at least the classes don’t seem that hard, at least not yet. Bio seems like a rehash of freshman year (fairly easy), Menna’s going to absolutely kill me with work (I fucking suck at Spanish and this is AP Spanish), Knox is the same old same old great guy, Sawaya is really cool for Philosophy/English (I’m going to love that class!), Annin is a really cool math teacher (not quite Knoxian but he’s got a real enthusiasm that I love), and Saint Clair is just plain cool without needing any titles. And all my hard classes are 0-2, making the rest of the day a pretty fun time. This year’s going to be KICKING RAD. Well, except for getting rejected from colleges, that won’t be a lot of fun. Hehehe…working on that…finalized my list (10 schools - waaay too many reaches, but hell, if I get into a few of ‘em, so much the better…), got my teacher recs in line, working on my essays, etc… I fucking hate forms.
This weekend was a bit boring, did my homework, went out a few times, went to a church barbeque today (ugh! the end of summer!) and realized that I really didn’t want my summer to end. Sigh.
Oh and I found another great song for you guys to listen to (this time with 10x the added religious allusions!):
Iron Maiden - Sign of the Cross
Eleven saintly shrouded men
Silhouettes stand against the sky
One in front with a cross held high
Come to wash my sins away
Standing alone in the wind and rain
Feeling the fear that is growing
Sensing the change in the tide again
Brought by the storm that is brewing
Feel the anxiety hold off the fear
Some of the doubt in the things you believe
Now that your faith will be put to the test
Nothing to do but await what is coming
Why then is God still protecting me
Even when I don’t deserve it
Thought I am blessed with an inner strength
Some they would call it a penance
Why am I meant to face this alone
Asking the question time and again
Praying to God won’t keep me alive
Inside my head feel the fear start to rise…
They’ll be saying their prayers
When the moment comes
There’ll be penance to pay when it’s judgement day
And the guilty’ll bleed when the moment comes
They’ll be coming to claim,
Take your soul away
The sign of the cross
The name of the rose…
A fire in the sky
The sign of the cross
They’ll be coming to bring the eternal flame
They’ll be bringing us all immortality
Holding communion so the world be blessed
My creator my god’ll lay my soul to rest
Lost the love of heaven above
Chose the lust of the earth below
Eleven saintly shrouded men
Came to wash my sins away