I love 20th century. It's mostly the teacher. He's just a fascinating person. He's funny in class, but you can also tell that he's ridiculously intelligent. I find myself wanting more than anything to prove to him that I'm intelligent. I think I have, actually. A long time ago, I made up this alphabet based on phonetics - each symbol represents a sound rather than a letter in the Roman alphabet - and he saw me practicing it on the back of my nametag and came over and asked me all these questions about it. He asked all the RIGHT questions too. He really GETS it. And he seemed to think it was absolutely fascinating. After he figured out how it works, he said that if I'm interested in linguistics I should do something like that for my research paper at the end of the term. Like maybe research the Navajo language that they used in World War Two or something. "...Since obviously you're OBSESSED," he finished. I grinned.
We also listen to music like, every other class. Most of the other kids in the class read or something while the music is playing, but I think it's about the best thing ever, so I just sit there and listen. I think it's really cool that he ties music in with history that much. None of the other 20th century teachers do that. He really knows what he's TALKING about too. I'll bet he's a musician. I'll bet he can tell I'm a musician too, from the questions I ask. We've been listening to jazz lately. It's cool, and I was getting all excited, because I listen to some of that stuff anyway. I mean, when we listened to "Sing sing sing" I'd just been listening to it on my ipod that morning. (On a side note, there are three solos in the version of "Sing sing sing" that I have - saxophone, trumpet and clarinet. I think that the sax and trumpet solos are a lot better than the clarinet solo, and one time I actually caught myself thinking "I like Dave and Julian's solos a lot better than Adam's solo." Then I think I banged my head against something. This just goes to show how much of a music geek I am - people are totally defined by what instrument they play. Also feel free to ponder the psychological implications of that.) Anyway, in general he seems to think I'm smart, and that makes me happy.
Last night I went to this show at our school. It's called Mr. [name of our highschool.] A bunch of junior guys compete for "the crown," and they have to present a talent and describe a dream date and some other stuff. It's a tradition at our school, and I've heard that it is consistantly hillarious. However, I didn't actually have that much fun. I dunno. I guess I started getting a little depressed when I started thinking about how Adam was probably going to be there with his girlfriend. (They weren't in our lunch today, which is good, but then I have to think "Well, this probably means that they're just in the band room doing the same thing...") Then we picked up Molly, and she didn't seem to be in a great mood either. When we got there, we found Maya and Julian. I used to be pretty good friends with Maya, but I haven't really seen her since she went back to being homeschooled. So you know how it goes - you just... don't know what to say. And Julian ended up sitting at the end of the row with Maya and Molly between us, and he doesn't know either one of them very well, so he just kind of looked awkward. Dave was there too, sitting in front of us with a bunch of other trumpet players. We all talked during intermission, but that wasn't THAT great either... and the show was just like FOUR HOURS long, and at the end we were all just tired and the MCs were horrible and Molly was complaining about them, and I didn't know the guy who won, and my mom was obviously annoying Molly on the way back. Or maybe she's just depressed. Or maybe I'm just noticing these things more because I'M depressed, and that's why it feels like all my friends are drifting further away. Like, I REALLY need to call Emma and Hellen eventually. I haven't see them in forever. I don't even know if they're my friends anymore.
Of course, the show was pretty good except for the MCs. I laughed a lot, and there were times when I could hear Julian laughing a few seats down from me, and unfortunately, that made me happy. Adam and his girlfriend were either not there or I couldn't find them. This was probably because Adam was working the show. He was probably at the sound board right behind us, now that I think about it. He was probably controlling the music. Once, when Kevin ran out on stage, Molly and I shouted "GO TECHIES!" Then I realized I probably shouldn't say that again.
I did some sketches in Latin yesterday of people in our class. They came out pretty well. It's become somewhat of a tradition within our circle of friends to keep "Latin comics" to keep yourself amused. (Tom's was especially funny.) Perhaps I should carry on this tradition. Or perhaps I'll just make it a goal to sketch everyone in the class at one point or another.
Tom and Dave are already talking about doing Mr. [name of our school] next year. I don't know if Dave could pull it off, but I think Tom's loud enough.
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