Excert from a letter to a close wise man,
"Summer has treated me with oppurtunties of improvement and relaxation. Currently I am still at the second school I've attended during my senior year at BHS (Pasadena Center for Fine Arts) currently enrolled in nine classes ranging from classical oil painting to figure drawing and even touching at animal and head studies. Recently I have undergone my studies towards learning a third language, Japanese, and enjoying every moment I am reading in how to form sentences and speak the oriental phrases (currently still in my first week). Whenever I have had the spare time and energy it would be spent on working out at the YMCA and taking boxing on friday nights whenever possible, though I havn't done this too often. I still feel guilty though that I have not started the research aspect of my summer to develope my film, but little by little I am injecting it into my weekly things to do, of course the books I need to look at still sit untouched on top of my filing cabinet.
I do not know why but I feel a lot of regret for some poor decisions I have made in high school and also for not participating in what I should have participated in, Academic Decatholon more specifically. My soul feels distrubed that it cannot rest until it has pushed my already beaten body to the exhaust point which has failed on many unproductive nights. I cannot relax sometimes for fear of depression, yet for some reason that gives me the motivation to work longer and harder, although I still seem to have a lot of free time to spare occassionally. I feel as though I should push it further, yet something always holds me back from doing so. Someone is waiting for me at the end of this road...and I have every intention to reach to this person. Currently, my soul chases this person who, for no matter how much work I get in or improve, manages to pull away like a devil of some sort. At moments I feel as if I am going insane thinking about such a fictional character existing in the back of my mind, yet this female exists somewhere in time and space, so I continue to strive forward.
I've had a lil analogy playing a arcade game to kind of bring me to that thought. The game itself is called Maximum Midnight Tune, a highway racing game of addiction, yet as I drove around the highways with my car listening to a entrancing tune I noticed the beauty of the cityscape that lay before me. I gazed at its beauty as it glowed like an angel distracting me from the concentration of the race at its high speeds. This connects to my life in a way that I broke my concentration of my work to gaze at the wonders of life, from friends to going out on the town or trip to accepting awards. Yet without my knowing I get passed by another car while my concentration was broken, I step on the gas and hit the rest of the turns perfectly, but no matter how hard I tried it continues to pull away like some kind of devil. The same thing is happening with this character, no matter how much I develope she still pulls away further and further ahead without stopping. It feels akward speaking of a video game to a person relating to life, somehow though, I feel as if I am lagging behind of what I am really capiable of doing. My body, mind, and soul seem plauged by this character that I cannot help but feel as if I should work as hard as I can so that one day I can pass this being as I would pass that car in the fictional game.
For 4 days this summer, a few friends and myself took time off of what we were doing to attend a convention called Anime Expo 2005 held at Anaheim Convention Center. Surrounded by fellow anime freaks (people who really like Japanese animation) in costumes and shows / concerts by the hosts of the convention I have never felt more relaxed. Being alive at the Kotoko Concert (Japanese Pop) rising my cell phone in the air as a light stick and other people flowing so to ramen eating competitions after dealing with Anime dealers for merchandise to spending ten straight hours playing video games with a friend, I have never been so far away from soceity without worry of anything. For about one hundred dollars so many memories fill the safe of my mind yearning for the Anime Expo of the following year. In a few weeks my family plans to go to go to Italy and France on a 2-3 week vacation away from the United States...I am still unaware of the possible activites, but I am going with every intention of drawing and painting while hopefully visiting some art schools."
This is how my summer seems so far...I wonder how much I really need to do..how much to accomplish before I can ever see something as beautiful as heaven. *shrugs. I think I'm starting to go insane in one way or another. Need to find way to be more productive >.<;;; *hides in corner