Azn Sensation returns again

Hi guys!

I realize that I haven't posted anything for the past few weeks...I'm sorry. I still haven't found my bracelet and I'm not too happy over that...

I've been super busy. Not a day goes by when I haven't gotten more than 5 hours of sleep. Like I said before, having all 7 periods, 3 of the APs, 3 of them honors, and a sport on top of it doesn't really help me find my way to bed at night.

My classes aren't too tough, but the lack of sleep and time is starting to reflect on my grades. This, naturally, pisses me off to some extent. I feel like I need to work harder but at the same time I don't think I need to try harder-I just need more sleep. I'm one of those people who only function properly after a good 7~8 hours of sleep.

Speaking of sleep, I was reading The Scarlet Letter for my lit class, promptly fell asleep, and woke up to realize that my feet were asleep. It was only after looking at the clock that I realized that my feet weren't the only things to fall asleep.

Volleyball is not going well. After a long year of working my ass off, I thought that I'd improved sufficiently to run as a starting player. Well, my coach got my hopes up...I played as a starter for one game. I haven't seen the court since. I don't really understand why...If anything, I helped the team. Maybe I'm just being cocky, but I feel like I deserve some more playing time. That's probably me just being stupid and cocky though.

Rosanna: Have you heard of a piece called Caro Mio Ben?

My brother leaves in less than a week, and I can definitely see my mom reacting to this. She constantly comes into my room and points out everything "wrong" about my room. It's not my fault I have no time to put away the everlasting stacks of laundry she tosses about my room. I'm sorry I have no time to go to the library and turn in the books that aren't due until practically next month. Sorry my birthday cards are still on my desk. I kind of like looking at them.

My mother likes her first-born son; he adheres to her Asian family policies that I, frankly, disagree with.

By the way, while I was slaving over my workload, it appears that all of the guys around me have also been getting busy. I was heartbroken for an hour. Then I got back to work. It's interesting what junior year does to your emotions! It's like they don't really exist anymore-they're not that important.

But if there's a place where my emotions come back to life, it's definitely with my performing art classes - choir and drama.

We're singing some amazing stuff in choir...Rosanna I really wish you could hear us sing it! But since you're not, this will have to do: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgrrQwLdME8

whoops...I meant this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xh0J-bP5ClE

That's one of the songs we're singing. It's really amazing - when the pianos stop their plunking and there's nothing but our voices filling the room...I feel like this is what I was meant to do. A warmth unlike any other fills my heart and I know I have some sort of a future in music.

(Of course, my mother would disagree. But does she agree with me on anything?)

It's nearly midnight here, which nearly signifies September 11th. In lieu of this memorial day I just want to let you guys know how thankful I am that I met all of you, and if anything happens to you, nothing will stop me from making sure that you're okay and still with me. I love all of you.

Until next time,
Yeannerzzz