Wow, a whole two months have passed since my last entry. Oh well, I have been writing outside of this a lot more often. I've been busy with school, going to school five days a week in Springfield. Classes are going well. I just had two tests this week, one in Biology and a lab practical test in Geology. I aced the biology exam, which feels good since I got a C on the first exam in the class. I managed to get a B on my lab practical where we had to identify certain minerals and rock (there is a difference between the two) that we had identified in previous labs and answer some questions about the samples. I feel I could have gotten an A had I studied a little more about the smaller details of the minerals and rocks, but I did identify every mineral and rock correctly. Unfortunately for the rest of class, they didn't do so well. Out of twenty-three people, only twelve people passed.

For some reason, I've always had this fascination with maps. I have caught myself just staring maps or globes, contemplating all the cities and towns that are listed, imagining all the people that might live in those places. If I see a map nearby, sometimes I will look at it absentmindedly. I have this weird dream of resting my face against a map and just melting and sinking into it. I would simply just drop out of the sky. If I wanted to go any place on Earth, I would just have to think about it and with a rush of air against my face, then I was there. The dream reminds of a game I used to play with my sister. You would spin the globe and you'd stop it with your finger. And wherever your finger landed, that's where you were. And sometimes in this dream, I find myself flying past planets, moons, and stars, past this solar system, past this galaxy, past this universe, hurling through light and darkness, space and time. I guess I'm fascinated with the mystery of the unknown, that search for truth and knowledge, a spark that seems to light a fire in people where there is fuel.