Wednesday, the first day of school, was completely awful. I don't like any of my classes. I thought I would enjoy my Psychology class, but no. The professor seems lost, and she didn't really make sense. She repeated herself, but it was like she would change one thing to make it seem like she was telling us something different all together.

I'm holding out for my American Literature class to be the best. I had the same professor last semester, and he was always good for a million laughs. Most were unintentional, which are the best.

My Mythology professor is English, and that's the best thing about him, or maybe even the entire class. He talks really slow. Despite that, though, I think that this will turn out to be the second most interesting.

A few months ago Rachel came over and she had this huge bag that she had made out of a sweatshirt. I really liked it, so yesterday I took one of my mom's old nightshirts and started to make one of my own. All went fine and I was enjoying myself, then it was terrible. I snapped my favorite needle, I spilled my cup of water, and I sliced open my thumb with scissors when I was adding holes for a shoelace in the opening. Now the shirt's 75% finished in a heap on my bedroom floor.

Yesterday we ran to Target to get some Spackle, then Rachel went to go see her sister's school play. I dunno, I was just so whiny yesterday. I felt terrible, like all heavy and blahhh.

I finally watched A Clockwork Orange. It was.. different. I didn't really know the entire plot when I first started to watch it, so I was sort of surprised by the moral issues portrayed. It was stupid of me, I know, but I didn't expect any.

It really was an interesting movie. Drawing from it, one could take on the popular opinion that evil/violence is a product of environment. For example, Alex's actions were looked down upon, but lighter forms were all around him in the form of art. During his prison stint, he was "rehabilitated", and that was questionable as well. Alex wasn't so much cured as he was robbed of free will. So, I guess you could say that the main question of the film was "Which is more inhumane, the conditioning or the violence?"

No matter what, though, I think that it would be interesting to read the book. People, my parents included, have said that this is an inappropriate film, but I know that the actual novel would be much, much worse. That's how it always is. (Especially with Chuck Palahniuk adaptations).

I'm just glad I finally watched it.

I think my next "project" is to watch all the movies by the Coen brothers.