A few points: - Holy crap what the hell guys a bucket of paint that is not cool - Fleeting pleasure is not something I have ever looked for but it is an increasingly interesting field of study (and no, I speak not of the most base forms of temporary pleasure). - College applications and the like are incredibly stupid. - I liked A Servant of Two Masters and will hate Into the Woods. - By taking five AP classes + crew + internship I have damned myself quite thoroughly. - In the same vein as the former, I have no real outlets left. Music? Not always the greatest. Making music? Rarely can 'jam sessions' of any sort occur and this is depressing.
