Summer Is Hot

And I mean that in both ways: the season and Summer Glau.  I just finished my complete viewing of  both seasons of Dollhouse, as well as spending a good deal of time over the last month watching Firefly and Serenity over and over.  Oh and Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog.  I probably sound like a Joss Whedon fanboy now.  That is not entirely untrue, although I have no plans to watch either Buffy or Angel.  Anyways, I have a great deal I want to write down, but seeing as it's four in the morning, it looks like it's time for bed.  Despite my constant and never-abating laziness, I will write more later today (or early tomorrow morning, it's all the same to me).  A combination of vacation trips, computer and internet problems, as well as the aforementioned laziness has led to a rather long delay of my writing out my thoughts, so I should have plenty to post in the next day or so.

One Week

So I've got one more week to go before I'm away free.  I'm finally done with AP tests.  Now I've got until Tuesday to finish English essays.  So in a week from today, I'll be essentially done, with only one class left.  Expect a post next Wednesday.

The last two weeks have been one hell of a ride, and like I said, I've got another week to go.  History if feel that I did well in.  Physics B, not so much, but I'm hoping the curve is generous enough for me to pass.  Likewise in Psychology.  Language and Composition is a toss-up, but I'm sure I passed.  Now I need a miracle in English.]

Having been gone for over a month, I have a lot to share, but it will have to wait until next week.  A Correspondence hasn't progressed very far since my last post, but my co-author and I have spent a good deal of time together or on the phone, negating our need for written communication.  However, I enjoy putting my thoughts somewhere where I can look at them (as exemplified by this diary-of-sorts), and I enjoy sitting down to read her writings even more, so we shall continue when we have more time.  Summer, perhaps.

So I'll end this here for now.  Busy week ahead, but once I'm through, I have a few plans to keep me busy.  My next post will relate some of the insights I've garnered over the past month, and I believe this coming Wednesday is May 19th...

I'm not entirely sure who I'm writing this for...

I'm not entirely sure who I'm writing this for, except perhaps myself.  Perhaps this is a diary, or maybe my confession to the world.  Probably both.  We shall see.

It has been a week since Pascha, and life has been just as thrilling and terrifying as ever.  In terms of my aforementioned transformation, I haven't been doing quite as well as I might have hoped.  I've regressed a slight bit towards the juvenile in terms of my humor, something I'd hoped to keep under control.  I'm doing better, but I've got to keep an eye on it.  More to come.

Ten Years, One Day

I've always felt that any major transition in my life to happen, there has to be something significant about the date.  I can't think of any time more significant than now.  It's been ten years and one day since I was baptized on Great and Holy Saturday of the Year of our Lord 2000.  Last Saturday was Junior Prom.  I made a new friend this past week, and I've made two confessions, one to her, and one to God.  Today is Pascha.  If there's a time for me to change as a person, it's now.

This transformation is the result of many sources of inspiration.  The most important, is God.  It's no coincidence this transition has occurred over Holy Week.  I had my first real Confession on Great and Holy Wednesday.  I got a great deal off of my chest, and it feels so good.  I only hope I can fully repent of all my transgressions.  Attending most of the Holy Week services, particularly Thursday's through Sunday's, really strengthened my resolve to be more godly.  Now my task is to stay on this straight and narrow path.

My second source of inspiration is my new friend and the coauthor of A Correspondence, who shall remain nameless for now.  She came out of nowhere, and I'm so thankful that I've had the absolute pleasure of knowing her.  There is still a feeling of wonder; she is a very close and special friend, with whom I can be completely open.  We've already discussed topics ranging from the meaning and scale of love, to shells and personas put on for other people, to the color of our bedroom walls.  It's wonderful and terrifying to have such a friend, and I'm still somewhat amazed that not only do I have her as a friend, but that I'm special enough to be the first person she is so open with.  I feel blessed.

There are others, minor as they are—the social problems and mysteries I face, dreams, those differed and those not, and wishes, both unfulfilled and granted—but they are almost all as ambiguous as the ones I have listed.  I hope to elaborate all of this going forward.

I now bring this to a close, and hope to continue this discussion with you (whoever you are) in the coming months, and hopefully, years.  Thank you for listening, and God Bless.

Sincerely,
J.F. Grant

CHRIST IS RISEN!