The cd my coach made our team for Cross Country regionals. A continual source of inspiration. Please note my favorite songs thereon: Almost (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GYjSn15WLzU) and Rockstar (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=76i6aZgo2io).Thursday, May 1, 2008
Close-up: the CC cd
The cd my coach made our team for Cross Country regionals. A continual source of inspiration. Please note my favorite songs thereon: Almost (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GYjSn15WLzU) and Rockstar (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=76i6aZgo2io).
My Life in a 2-foot-square Mess
I couldn't help but notice how this is the mess represents a million different aspects of my life right now. I'll point out a few that my camera couldn't catch a distance in a moment. Notice for now the scattered cds: inspiration for the first poem I've composed in months. When things get sad, I write. My time here is ending, and its a little sad. See the granola bar wrapper poking out from under a few cds and the pant leg of my jeans falling of my bed? I haven't had time to make food or do laundry, thanks to the pile of textbooks in the lower right corner. I cut off the main mass of them. The textbook in the center is actually from last year. Don't ask me why I suddenly decided it was important to review my knowledge of Raphael. I probably won't be able to answer you.
The bare foot only attests to my poor photography skills.
Dirty Words
Top Ten Reasons I've wanted to Cuss this Week:
1. Lotsa homework, very little time.
2. Unprofessional professionals who deny me the courtesy of telling me they denied my application despite its being the one and only application for the position.
3. Watching my professors stress levels during finals. It never fails to make me wonder: Do I really want this?
4. Filling out paper work and junk.
5. Wondering where I'll be living this summer.
6. Wondering where I'll be working this summer.
7. Lateness. Both at night when I can't sleep and in the morning when I can't get my booty out of bed in time to be on time.
8. The frickin stupid rosebush outside my front door that comes to life at twelve-thirty in the night and scares the bageesus out of me.
9. The fact that I am completely unmotivated to do any of the hoards of homework that's screaming down at me to "DO ME."
10. Stupid movies that make me think too hard about life and love and the everafter.
1. Lotsa homework, very little time.
2. Unprofessional professionals who deny me the courtesy of telling me they denied my application despite its being the one and only application for the position.
3. Watching my professors stress levels during finals. It never fails to make me wonder: Do I really want this?
4. Filling out paper work and junk.
5. Wondering where I'll be living this summer.
6. Wondering where I'll be working this summer.
7. Lateness. Both at night when I can't sleep and in the morning when I can't get my booty out of bed in time to be on time.
8. The frickin stupid rosebush outside my front door that comes to life at twelve-thirty in the night and scares the bageesus out of me.
9. The fact that I am completely unmotivated to do any of the hoards of homework that's screaming down at me to "DO ME."
10. Stupid movies that make me think too hard about life and love and the everafter.
Troy
Me and my skittles watched Troy tonight. I haven't really figured out why this kick with long serious movies has to coincide with the hardest two weeks of my college career. But I'm just thinking to Life, hey, whatever, I'll still get it all done.
I think I really want to watch that movie again. There was a lot there. I still haven't figured out exactly who the protagonist was, but I'm pleased to say I'm fairly certain it fits into the genre of tragedy. Exactly who the hero with the tragic flaw is, I'm not sure. I also couldn't decide which country was the "good guys" and which were the "bad guys." The character that the story seemed to focus on, Achilles, fought for Greece, which would suggest Greece held the good guy status. But then you have to take into consideration Achilles' open despite for their king and his respect for the king of Troy. If we were going to name protagonist by love story, the first instinct would be to say Paris, or, if you will, Troy. But then there is the deeper, more involved relationship between Achilles and Mercedes. Or whatever her name was.
I think that's probably what I liked so well about this movie: its ambiguity is strikingly real to life. Their reasons for war were many and all many layered: their motives mixed and impure. Anger caused one decision, and seconds later respect caused another. Nothing in my life seems clear right now. I don't know anyone who's life seems clear. This movie, like life, was deliciously unclear.
I think I really want to watch that movie again. There was a lot there. I still haven't figured out exactly who the protagonist was, but I'm pleased to say I'm fairly certain it fits into the genre of tragedy. Exactly who the hero with the tragic flaw is, I'm not sure. I also couldn't decide which country was the "good guys" and which were the "bad guys." The character that the story seemed to focus on, Achilles, fought for Greece, which would suggest Greece held the good guy status. But then you have to take into consideration Achilles' open despite for their king and his respect for the king of Troy. If we were going to name protagonist by love story, the first instinct would be to say Paris, or, if you will, Troy. But then there is the deeper, more involved relationship between Achilles and Mercedes. Or whatever her name was.
I think that's probably what I liked so well about this movie: its ambiguity is strikingly real to life. Their reasons for war were many and all many layered: their motives mixed and impure. Anger caused one decision, and seconds later respect caused another. Nothing in my life seems clear right now. I don't know anyone who's life seems clear. This movie, like life, was deliciously unclear.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Titanic
We watched Titanic shortly after Pearl Harbor. I saw a lot of similarities. The love triangle, the danger, the movie length. I think I liked Titanic better. For one thing, it kept my attention throughout. I also liked the addition of an artist as one of the main characters. Art intrigues me. Artists intrigue me, too. They seem to have a truer perspective of the world. I certainly think Jack did.
Another thing I liked about this movie was how the characters grew. All of the characters in Pearl Harbor seemed static. While they were somewhat interesting, static people don't really exist, especially during a war. The characters in Titanic were many-layered, surprising, as real people often are.
Again, the writer could have skipped the steamy car scene. The story would have been just as sweet without it.
However, this one time, I'm going to make a safe call on the scene where he draws her "like one of his French girls." It adds an element of daring to the movie. It shows that Rose is deviating from the life and standards she once held tightly. While this particular deviation was probably not the best choice morally, the deviation on the whole was a step in the right direction. Eventually she rejected her self-centered existence completely. Her escapades with Jack were the first move in this rejection, and therefore understandable, if not excusable. Though it never shows or says it, I expect she picked up a few of her discarded manners when she realized they would not harm her.
Another thing I liked about this movie was how the characters grew. All of the characters in Pearl Harbor seemed static. While they were somewhat interesting, static people don't really exist, especially during a war. The characters in Titanic were many-layered, surprising, as real people often are.
Again, the writer could have skipped the steamy car scene. The story would have been just as sweet without it.
However, this one time, I'm going to make a safe call on the scene where he draws her "like one of his French girls." It adds an element of daring to the movie. It shows that Rose is deviating from the life and standards she once held tightly. While this particular deviation was probably not the best choice morally, the deviation on the whole was a step in the right direction. Eventually she rejected her self-centered existence completely. Her escapades with Jack were the first move in this rejection, and therefore understandable, if not excusable. Though it never shows or says it, I expect she picked up a few of her discarded manners when she realized they would not harm her.
Pearl Harbor
Pearl Harbor: a shocking historical event. Also a very long and ridiculously intriguing movie. Whne it comes to movies that are any deeper than "The Emporer's New Groove," I have the shortest attention on the face of the planet. How well it keeps me focused is my main way to measure a movie's quality. While the story was good, and the action was good, and the dude was hott and the lady was noble, Pearl Harbor did get a little long here and there. I'd give it about a six on the entertainment scale.
The plot itself was pretty sweet. Kinda your classical romance with a war-ish twist on it. I don't think the script-writer would have lost anything story-wise by skipping the parachute hanger scene: slightly intrusive, slightly inappropriate, slightly below my standards. If you have to use sex to tell a love story, its my opinion you're not a very skilled writer. Its too blatant, too physical, and not sincere enough to be completely convincing.
I have to say I liked the end. Wrapped everything up well and yet the story didn't end completely. It was a much better ending then there is in any of the short stories they've been cramming down my throat in my lit classes.
The plot itself was pretty sweet. Kinda your classical romance with a war-ish twist on it. I don't think the script-writer would have lost anything story-wise by skipping the parachute hanger scene: slightly intrusive, slightly inappropriate, slightly below my standards. If you have to use sex to tell a love story, its my opinion you're not a very skilled writer. Its too blatant, too physical, and not sincere enough to be completely convincing.
I have to say I liked the end. Wrapped everything up well and yet the story didn't end completely. It was a much better ending then there is in any of the short stories they've been cramming down my throat in my lit classes.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Batting
One of our boys warming up to bat. I tried to get some pictures of them actually batting, but I couldn't see very well through the umpire.
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