Tuesday post for 11/11

It's Sunday the 9th, I have to finish my research paper, I am sad. I don't know what to say to get to the word limit right now. I hate this feeling of being at a stalemate in my life. Nothing's going anywhere. I really hope I get into U of M. That'd just be a nice little validation. I want to go; I don't want to leave. Is anything else new? I've never been content staying where I am, my whole life, but I've always felt I'd rather be safe than sorry, as well. This is a weird post. I'm so tired. I think this is probs 100 words; I'm gonna call it good. hgfjkdl.

I'm okay, I will be okay, I've survived lots of things before

Friday post re: class 11/3, 11/5

I was absent on the third, but on the fifth (my birthday!) attended both class and the Night of the Research Paper event at Waldo... and I'm actually really, really surprised at how many in-depth ways of finding resources and works to cite there are that I never had a clue about. I've already found half of my sources, so I mean, hey. I really hate research papers and the topic I'm currently tackling is a little daunting - it's a very current/recent argument and I'm scared I won't be able to find much directly related information, but I'm looking forward to further educating myself on an argument I'm very passionate about (and getting more back-up information for the next time someone asks me 'why')! ... grammar? But, yeah. :~)

Extra Credit Post: Cymbeline

I saw Cymbeline on 10/25, and was blown away. For Shakespeare's most obscure piece, the entire ensemble did a fantastic job working under Ben's directing to make the plot, characters, and overall themes as clear as possible. I'm not a huge fan of the piece itself (Shakespeare just kind of went ham with it, honestly) but it was beautifully directed and performed. There was only one scene I didn't follow, and it was because Trevor (Cloten) had his shirt off and I was busy literally staring at him. Sorry, that's inappropriate. Oh, well.

Tuesday Post for 11/04

My birthday is on the fifth. Billy just broke up with me. Things are kind of strange. I'm on a train. I cried a lot. I am nearly nineteen and I wonder if I'm growing up too quickly a lot of the time. This is very choppy writing, and I apologize for that. I hope things work out with us again. We both agreed it was a possibility. The timing just sucks. As cliche as that right-person-wrong-time thing is, that's the truth in this situation. We're both pursuing BFAs at schools three hours away from each other. Living weekend-to-weekend just isn't working. I really hope he isn't going to find someone new. A huge part of me believes that, in part because things ended well, this will be okay, and we will be together again; just now isn't the right time. I hope that and pray that and in part believe that to be true. But who knows? All I know is that I am in God's hands, and I know that whatever He has planned for me will be great and fantastic; I can only hope and pray that Billy is part of that plan.

Friday post re: Class 10/27, 10/30

We talked a little bit about conspiracy theories in class this week, and I really am intrigued by conspiracy theories. It's always fascinated me, the weird alternate realities people can assign themselves to and dedicate their lives to proving. Personally, I believe that Marilyn Monroe was murdered, for example. I mean, I'm no die-hard and I'm not going to go crazy trying to prove that my beliefs are right or anything. But it's logical to me. The slightly more illogical ones just blow my mind though. But anyway, that's that. Oh, also logical fallacies and debate have always interested me so I'm excited to tackle those.