just dance

So, working on an essay on The Great Gatsby. That's all well and fine, I actually enjoyed it, compared to some of the books I've had to read for school. I also love the themes addressed in the book that we have to write about. That's awesome, too, because everyone knows I love analyzing stuff. But for some reason, my brain doesn't want to write about how Gatsby's pursuit of the American Dream is the central theme of the novel. It wants to examine Nick's character and explore his story and his perfection of himself and how his pursuit of the American Dream colors how he sees the East vs. West and how his more traditional morals deteriorate over the length of time he spends surrounded by the empty decadence of Gatsby and Jordan and Daisy. And how he spends the entire book explaining and analyzing everyone else but we don't actually see much of Nick except where he reflects off of other characters. I keep circling back to Nick when it's supposed to be all about Gatsby. My brain sometimes.
My love for non-primary characters is once again my downfall.

/melodrama

In other, more interesting news, remember the Aerospace Scholars program I was applying to a couple weeks ago? Well, it looks like I got into it! I had really felt like I would, because I had some really strong essays and my rec letter was fantastic, but I always get nervous over stuff that I think's important.

I will be so happy when break starts, seriously. I've already got a list a mile long of things I want to do during my two weeks, only some of which will get done, I'm sure. Top of the list, though, is learning to drive in a practical manner from a real live human being. I feel like Sheldon, for goodness sake. And I don't want to wait for my neighbor to dislocate her shoulder before I actually get behind the wheel.

The food channel has been on for at least a couple hours every day lately. It's pretty much the only channel Mum likes, and if she likes it, that's good enough for me. At least it's not something where you run the risk of something bad coming on. It's just an endless parade of delicious looking food and soft lighting. I will say it's weird getting to watch shows live. The other night we watched Dirty Jobs as it aired. It was pretty mind-blowing. :P It's bizarre for someone who's never had cable and already doesn't watch hardly anything live anymore.

In case I don't post before the fundraiser Saturday, keep your fingers and toes crossed for us that it doesn't rain or sleet or boil the atmosphere or do something equally Texan and ridiculous during the concert. We're hoping for a decent turn-out of mostly well-off people, so hopefully it won't flop. It's gonna be crazy hectic for us, but I know it can be done. The one thing I'm not looking forward to is the 830am wake up, since my sleep schedule has been screwed to hell all week (Thanks, twisting_vine_x, for sending that over my way! :P) with a 4am-2pm sleep schedule. Oh well. I can rally on this! Maybe I can get to sleep earlier/wake up earlier tomorrow.