I had these plans. They're starting Supernatural season 4 here tomorrow at 8, subbed in espanol. So, I was going to take my test Friday morning, relax/internet/watch season three in the afternoon, and go to the final symphony concert in the evening.

That all went brilliantly. The concert was fantasic; the national orchestra is as exceptional as the Ticos claim it is. They have every right to be proud of it. Also, I got to see a piece writted for the OSN in its debut last night, which was really cool. I was part of the first audience ever hearing that piece, and I really liked it. It had a lot of aspects of modern classical music, but I love modern classical music just as much as the good old stuff, and it was really good.

So, then, on Saturday, I was going to go to Volcan Irazu, and then relax/watch more Supernatural. And on Sunday I was going to go to Volcan Poas and get back in time to shower, eat dinner, and then actually watch Supernatural on TV. For once. XD

But whatever. Today.

So I get down to downtown San Jose at 7:45 to catch the 8 o'clock bus (the bus comes back from Irazu at 12:30). That all goes brilliantly, and I meet this girl who just graduated from UKansas in Manhattan (Kansas). She's with her boyfriend, and they're in CR for two weeks because her boyfriends from Mexico and they've been doing the long distance thing. That was cool.

Anyway, so it's an hour and 45 minutes or so to Irazu, and by the time we get to the gates it's rainy and windy and (when we get outside) probably around 40-some degrees, maybe less with wind chill.

Whatever. I'd totally hike anyway.

The problem is that there was a rockslide in the park. A ROCKSLIDE. So the park is closed today and tomorrow, and for good reason: not only is it dangerous, but none of the frickin' place has power or water or anything.

So we turned around and went back to San Jose.

On the way home I talked to a guy from Taiwan (though he lives in Florida now), who's here for a week. He was pretty cool. It was nice to talk to him. He'd been to a lot of countries in Latin America, and it was cool to hear about that. Apparently, the traffic in Brazil is even crazier than it is here in San Jose. I'm not even sure how that's possible. XD

So I went and got white grape juice and cookies from the automercado, and I guess I'm gonna start the supernatural marathon early. I think I'll try Irazu next weekend, and go with Susan, because she wants to see a bunch of the volcanoes.

Whatever. As soon as I go home (since I'm at UVeritas right now because I don't have internet), I'm changing into my pajama pants and dry socks and curling up in bed.

It's cold. And rainy. I love it, but I really wish I was in Irazu. D:

I promised pictures, and here are pictures!

( pictures out of my window into my backyard )

( And we can't forget the front yard... )
I love snow soooo much! Yes, and we got all of that today, thankyouverymuch. *happydance*

nebulia out

Right, guys.

Just finished one of the best books I have ever read: I am the Messenger, by Markus Zusak. It is a seriously wonderful book and I highly recommend it.

Seriously. Go read it.

I also recommend The Book Thief, also written by him. I didn't think it possible I could like a book he wrote any more than I liked The Book Thief, but I did. I am the Messenger was SO much better than the Book thief, and I loved them both.

Geez. In one year, I have added two books to my top five list (The Road, and now this one). It was the same from eighth grade to eleventh, and suddenly, in the space of three months, it changes. What. The. Hell.

It now reads:

Les Miserables, Victor Hugo
The Road, Cormac McCarthy
Zazoo, Richard Mosher
I am the Messenger, Markus Zusak
Crown Duel, Sherwood Smith.

But seriously. I was getting kind of tired of not finding any good books that weren't vampire!romance (The twilight series is excellent, but really, I'm getting tire of all the hype around it, and Jacob Black annoys me)...but now, I have found hope.

Go read I Am the Messenger, now. Please. It's wonderful.

Today was this slow, steady buildup of storm. Most of the morning and all afternoon it was clouds rolling in, wind, humidity, and then, at about five, the dam suddenly burst and it just poured, half the time in the sun. It's still cloudy and crap out now, but I don't think it's raining anymore.

It was kind of cool, though.

nebulia out.

Title: progression: the art of contentment
Summary: they are perfectly at ease with each other, but sometimes you have to move on to make life worth living.
Warnings: A distinctly odd Kenshin mindset, Jinchuu spoilers, KK, some rather strange sap, general verbosity and word vomit
Rating: Would you say PG-13 or PG? I mean, Moonstruck's just rated PG, and they actually say they have sex...I'm not sure. (Shut up, nebulia, and stop citing old Cher movies...)
Notes: Still mostly unedited; I've kinda gone through it once, but not seriously.

Overall, what do you think? Does the present tense work? I love writing in present tense, but I don't do it a lot, because then it's ruined. I think there's a lot of awkward sentence structure and the like; is this true? Does it work? I'm planning on fixing most of it, but should I leave it alone?

What about a title? I'm not sure about that, either.

( progression: the art of contentment )

It's a big thunderstorm outside! I love the sound of the rain! And the thunder!

I think I mentioned that I went for a bike ride on Saturday, for the first time in a few years. It was really, really nice. Last night I only had time for a quick ride around the block, but todsay I had a nice, hour-long ride on the Greenbelt. It's so pretty, and I listened to Jet (my newest discovery as far as good bands), and just had a really, really nice time.

I've kinda been responsible lately. I've done almost all my homework, I've been preparing my app to Colorado College for this summer, and I've been getting out more. I still love going online, but I'm not nearly as hooked up to it as I was, and it's been okay.

My birthday's in four days. I've been on LJ for only a little longer than that, and I'm glad I started using it. It helps me keep a regular journal, something I always felt I should do but never did. It's good, though. I like rambling, getting my feelings out.

I think I'll make biking a habit. So biking to school or around campus when I go to college or whatever can become something of a habit. Walking everywhere's a drag, but I'm trying not to be so lazy. Bike riding is just the thing. I actually like it a lot.

I am a little sore, though. I'm always a pretty hard rider, courtsey of my dad being a hardcore biker, and so I tend to push myself. Usually I'm not too out of breath, but getting back on the bike does make me a little sore. *sigh* I don't think it should take too long to get out of that, though.

So, that's that. Today I went to Borders with gothsocks and LCA. I love hanging out with them--it's so much fun. LCA, it turns out, is totally confused about the whole HLBF/gothsocks/LCA thing, so I filled her in. Because she needed to know. And apparently HLBF is ditching class. I was worried about LCA, but now I'm more worried about HLBF. It's getting confusing.

*sigh*

I'll have to play therapist, too. I don't mind helping picking up the pieces...but still...

nebulia out.

Tonoght at play practice I had a huge fight with a girl I've known since seventh grade. I've never really liked her, though most of the time I've been mildly friendly towards her, even though I think she's a self-righteous kind of girl and she dresses far too risque for her size--it's not that she's fat, but she's tall and has some meat on her and is really sort of pretty, but...she shouldn't be wearing skirts that short. So, more like she needs to stop deluding herself and wear a size bigger.

But I digress. My problem with her is not her fashion sense. It's the fact that she's a self-rightwous bitch. But she's friends with a lot of my friends, so I was always friendly with her anyway.

But tonight we had a huge fight--it's been building up, and I've always just kind of rolled my eyes when she would tell me to shut up in US history or whatever--getting angry over it takes to much energy and makes me the bad person (though sometimes I did interrupt her because I'm a little self-righteous too, sometimes, and I thought she didn't know what she was talking about--she's not the only one at fault)--and...thought the amount of emotion it took was huge and if one of my other friends hadn't been there I'd have backhanded her...so I was in tears after I left (Thank God I didn't cry in front of her).

But now...and even after I stopped crying, I feel really liberated. I don't have to be nice to her anymore, and I don't feel bad about not really forgiving her or anything. During our arguement, she cited being sick and on her period as a "Don't fuck with me" kind of thing, and I told her I didn't give a flying fuck because your period comes once a fucking month and no one else gets a break when they're sick, so deal with it (which is totally true--I'm never going to back down from that). But anyway, I don't feel bad about it, and she was avoiding me but I'm definitely not caring, and I'm serious. I don't care. I didn't skirt to the other side of the hall when I walked past her, I didn't leave the room just after I walked in because she was there, and apparently a lot of our mutual friends in drama were kind of expecting it, because they're okay with it. Even her best friend, who, oddly enough, I really trust, was cool with it, and understood my point of view.

So I feel happier than I have in a long time. Because, I think, now I don't have to pretend. And that's very, very good.

In other news, it wonderfully rained all day today and I'm exhausted because of 6-7 hour play practices each night, but whatev. It's almost over, and I like drama anyway.

nebulia out.

It's been snowing. ALL DAY.

What. The. Hell.

I can't tell if I like it or not.

But What. The. Hell.

nebulia out.

I had a dream where Kaoru was trying to master the meaning of thunderstorms and tai chi (and teaching herself), and someone (Aang, maybe? Only old) was saying, "She's making great progress teaching herself, but she's still not as good as the others," because she was like the only girl in this Buddhist monastery and wasn't allowed to learn with the boys. But Aang felt bad about that, because she was very talented.

And my friend Bert was a Buddhist monk. Which was funny, because he is NOT a Buddhist monk (though he is a black belt). And he was showing Zuko and Katara and Toph really cool stuff about like healing and stuff, and he did this complex healing process group meditation thing, and Toph was just fine, but Zuko and Katara were (in Bert's head) very much in obvious mental pain because they hadn't worked through their LOTS OF EMO ANGST HOMG. And so Bert was going to fix it, and then I woke up.

There was a Zutara plot in there somewhere. Maybe they were two seperate dreams about eastern religious practices.

It was weird.

I think there was a HUGE thunderstorm last night. Even if it was just in my head, I loved it.

EDIT: Nope, thunderstorm was frickin' real, man. And it was AMAZING.

nebulia out.

It's cloudy and rainy today. I luuuuuurve it.

gothsocks came over last night for a sleepover. Fun! We giggled and laughed and made fun of each other and it was a blast. We also broke my desk chair, hehe...

Now I'm off to do homework, w00t.

nebulia out.

Yesterday was wonderful in that it was cold and snowy. Gothsocks came over and we had bunches of fun. We made cookies and watched Howl's Moving Castle and Avatar and it was a blast. Yay.

Today is cold and sunny and just as beautiful. I've been very productive today, too; I did laundry and picked up and snowblowed. It makes me feel good, productivity.

I'm still cutting, but I didn't on Wednesday. And only once on Thursday and Friday and today. This is a good thing, obviously.

erm...that's about it. I'm not feeling particularly eloquent about my daily life right now, though I do feel like writing. So off I go!

I can't believe it's March already. Wow.

nebulia out.