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| I'm starting a newspaper. If you want to submit anything, it doesn't matter where you are in the US, e-mail it to...
VOICESTAFF@YAHOO.COM | | |
| These entries are Xanga entries.
Welcome to my new site:
http://fittingly.net/stephanie
I'll still use this for private entries. Maybe. Au revoir, Xanga. Au revoir. | | |
| I really identify with this one character in Dead Poets Society, Neil Perry. He is a kid stuck in a high-pressure high school who truly wants to become an actor, but is being forced to become a doctor. He's extremely ambitious and a leader, willing to shoot for insane goals and start any random thing. He led a group of kids into reading poetry to each other. He gets a bit insane himself at times-- I think it's the pressure getting to his head.
What really hit me is when something bad happened to him. THEN his dad runs over, begins to scream "My son!" over and over and over. Yeah, then the dad cared enough. Then the dad cared enough to show an ounce of emotion. To set his priorities straight. To snap out of denial. To see what his son really felt. I sat watching the screen, and I didn't know what would feel better: hitting that dad or staying cold and silent and letting him suffer. The dad had done a combination of both to his son. To this ambitious, creative, free-thinking soul. I hope I don't break that easily. | | |
| I think I feel a little freer.
I keep adding things to this entry, paragraphs upon paragraphs about nonsense, when really, all I need is that one little sentence to summarize everything that I can say. | | |
| Sorry Zuodi, I'm stealing your quote for the people who read my blog, since it's good.
"Mature high school seniors are amazingly focused and responsible, almost to the point of weirdness; immature high school seniors are virtually preverbal, almost to the point of parody.
These two groups have little in common, and they epitomize why the American Teenage Experience doesn't exist: Everything they do is either wholly adult or wholly childish."
Hm. I feel like I'm in both categories, but at school and around people I barely know it's soo the first one. Which is irritating in some ways (what if I'm at a party where I barely know anyone?), but I guess kind of cool.
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This is my to-do list to finish by the end of July (not in order, of course):
1. Hang out with Anne-Laure (even with jetlag), Michelle, Divya, Zuodi, etc, etc.
2. Read The Prism and the Pendulum, Hardball, The Communist Manifesto, and The Children of Light and the Children of Darkness.
3. Watch at least 5 movies, hopefully from my list.
4. Hold two meetings for S/D.
5. Keep my room clean.
6. Do Calculus summer stuff.
7. Make a movie and start a book club.
Schindler's List is a GOOD MOVIE. In the beginning, I thought I was all cool staying calm, but inside, I just wanted it to end. Even seeing people being falsely shot for a movie effect really troubles me. But, against my initial will, by the time I got to the end I had fallen so much in love with some of the characters and had gotten so into it I nearly cried. Good stuff. I recommend it if you haven't seen it.
Eternal Sunshine has beautiful editting, also. Sheesh. It's beautifully artistic. I like that. | | |
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