I think that instead of enriching my writing skills, this blog is only contributing to my mental detrioration because I seem to write in it mostly to avoid writing other, much more boring things like history essays. Procrastination at it's finest. But everyone must be allowed their vices, right?

So, been awhile since I updated. The first year show went great, or at least it seemed to. My Arabic, Maldivian, and Hip Hop dancing was either all scary or really brilliant, I'm not sure. I'd forgotten until now how much I love being a part of productions like that. Not the same as doing Guys and Dolls at Harmony, but still, same idea and same excitement. I think I want to put something on here at the school to give everyone a chance to get into performing even if they're not a part of the Performing Arts service. It'd be a lot of work and I'd have to be well prepared to have choreography and music and everything, but I think it'd be much more than worth it. Although right now I can't really justify adding more things to do and organize in my life, I've got quite enough. We'll see.

Now I'm learning a bit of Arabic calligraphy on the side as well. It's really great, I think I have a knack for it. It's quite strange though, because with practice I'll be able to write all the Arabic letters and translate English words into Arabic writing, but I won't have any idea how to say them and they won't mean anything to anyone Arabic unless they spoke English. See, the catch is that I'm not learning how to write the Arabic language, just the alphabet. So really all I'll be able to do is write English in a really pretty way, but I still think it's cool.

It's strange to think about how quickly this is all going by already. I'll be home so soon that it's doubly scary and exciting at the same time. It's scary because I've become so used to being comfortable here, so used to the new social norms and rules that are completely different from those back home. I mean, this might be one of the most liberal places on Earth, and I feel more at home in this culture than I ever did back in my good old Southern high school. But it's also exciting, because I feel like (and I would hope) that after this experience, I have a lot to contribute back home and that I'll have a completely different way of looking at everything. It's also exciting that I'll be eating real pizza and Mexican food soon too, but all that didn't really fit into the theme of my deepness, haha.

I read somewhere that someone said Coldplay can make you feel really lonely, but in a fufilling way, but I never really understood the appeal until now. It is lonely, and it is fufilling. I'm not sure if I can explain it much better than that, all I know is that I listen to it a lot and it makes everything seem okay, it makes it seem okay to be homesick, it makes it seem okay to be a bit overwhelmed sometimes. But again, don't the wrong impression, because I'm not really upset more often here than I was back home, it's just different.

Alright, I think I'm going to go print off some piano sheet music and start working on some songs. It's frustrating because I know that since I'm self-taught, I can never really be too good or get too far with it, but at the same time it's still rewarding to know I can figure things out myself. Sorry this was a bit more of an idealistic post than a practical one, but I'll update on all of my actual going-ons soon. Peace and love.