So much to report

I haven't been around much. I've been very busy.

I went to Toronto last weekend, to look at universities. I think I've found somewhere I like, but I'm not sure... my da's pretty sure he's going to lose his job soon. Recession and all. And if we get cash-strapped, I'm not going to be able to go somewhere far. I think he's prepping me for disappointment. Or maybe he just likes to be prepared. I'm looking into local universities just in case.

The weekend before I tried my hand at making mochi. There's a yearly Japanese event revolving around the food. First, cooks make a particularly gloopy, gelatinous rice. The rice is ground together and then pounded with hammers until it forms a thick, sticky dough. It's then used to make treats. The local kendo clubs are invited to wield the hammers, for obvious reasons. These things are huge, long as my arm and quite heavy. If I didn't know how to use a shinai I'd have no chance holding one of these. I was slow getting started but did a fair amount of work, even continuing when the drums started... we were set up right in front of the stage, and it was really loud. As soon as the gong started I wanted to drop the hammer and cover my ears. Well, it was worth it. I still have a massive blister, probably much worse than it would be if I hadn't been picking at it for the past week. My skills are improving, slowly. There's a kendo club at the university I'm interested in, so I hope to be good by the time I leave. Maybe be at least physically fit.

On that note, the pains in my chest are getting worse... I'm having breathing problems and dizzy spells more often. I swear there's something wrong with my lungs, maybe my heart. Maybe I should request an exorcism. No, I'm terrified to...

I finished two major projects in the past week, both rushed and at the last minute. I am very displeased with my editor. Well, so long as I can throw some decent grades together in the end I suppose I'll be happy.

I keep thinking of things to write, things to say throughout my day, but I can't find the time to dedicate to them. Maybe I'll get on Twitter. I have another big project in mind, this time for a productive reason... for Lit I need a concept piece, at least forty pages of my best work revolving around a single word. Additionally, for the past year I've been writing a story through music, creating a playlist that tells a story of birth and death, of angels and mortals, of pride and suffering... come Christmas I should have some new songs, so I can work on it some more. If I can convert this musical tale into words - inspired by music through and through but still my creation - I could... well. I like it, anyways.