Monday, February 2, 2009
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
20 January 2009
Today was a proud day to be an American citizen, in my opinion. We have a fabulous new president who promises to do great things for our country. The world, it seems, has a newly restored faith in the US that is somewhat refreshing. I'm thinking things will begin to get better, and hopefully sooner rather than later.
Things that bother me, however, is the extreme negativity that I heard from people I know regarding this monumental day. I understand that it was more exciting for me, personally, because I voted for Barack Obama and supported him from the beginning. I support his ideas, and it was also sort of thrilling because this was the first election I could ever vote in, and the candidate I supported won. I'm also fully aware that other people do not share my opinions. I don't expect them to, and I respect everyone's right to have varying opinions on various issues. I may not be able to understand why people believe certain things, but clearly they have enough reason to do so, and that is enough for me. However, I think the thing that bothered me was that people can't see the extremely monumental thing that happened today: The United States of America elected a black man as president. It was in my parents' lifetime that an African American might be refused service at a restaurant. There are hate groups like the Klan that target people specifically on their race. We're a country that has had to work through so much strife regarding the colour of peoples skin, yet we have come to a point where a black man is able to take the highest position in the American government. I don't care if you're a Republican and think that Obama will run this country into a ground, or if you're a Democrat who has been waiting for this day since Bush took office eight years ago. I think everyone should forget the political garbage regarding policies and issues for each party, step back, and look at a bigger picture.
So ends my political ranting until another important election springs up. I'm not the biggest fan of politics.
Today I found a postcard from Miss Anna in my mailbox at school with some very good advice, which I fully intend on taking. Thanks Anna. :] I love you and miss you so much. Thanks for the sunshine you sent!
I suppose a large event I have yet to chronicle in this blog of mine-- since I missed a whole, large slew of time-- was that I am now, officially, a Big in my fraternity. I have a little named Emily who I haven't had a chance to sit down and talk with yet, but I am fully convinced will make a fantastic member of Phi Sigma Pi. I'm honoured to have the opportunity to do this, and flattered that so many people have told me they think I will make a great Big. I will come out and admit that I need and enjoy reassurance once in awhile.
I suppose that I've been putting off reading all about Shakespeare a bit too long. I should get to that but, first, I will tell a quick anecdote I heard in my Shakespeare class last week. Its all speculation, of course, but I find it highly amusing.
Shakespeare was, as you may or may not know, an actor along with being a play write. In his company, Lord Chamberlain's men, was a fellow actor named Richard Burbage, with whom Shakespeare was friends with. Burbage was the star of many of Shakespeare's plays, including Richard III.
While performing as the title role in the aforementioned play, Burbage was noticed by a young woman. She paid him particular attention, and he was not at all opposed to such action. She invited him back to her home for some "theatrical discussion" and he said he would announce his arrival by knocking three times upon her door before announcing "It is I, Richard the Third." The lady departed, and Burbage went to prepare. Little did he know his old fried The Bard had been listening. Shakespeare set off to visit this theatre loving lass himself.
He arrived at her home, upon hearing the location when it was told to Burbage, knocked three times and announced "It is I, Richard the third." The door opened, and the lady was surprised to find not Burbage, but Shakespeare. However, she wasn't at all upset and clearly just wanted to discuss the theatre with any young actor, and allowed Shakespeare to enter. Soon after, however, Burbage arrived at the house. He knocked upon the door three times and then announced "It is I, Richard the third."
Shakespeare promptly replied, "William the Conqueror preceded Richard the Third!"
Okay, so its impossible to prove and in all likelihood didn't happen, but I found the entire thing highly amusing. I hope you are well versed on your kings and queens of England and found it amusing too.
Things that bother me, however, is the extreme negativity that I heard from people I know regarding this monumental day. I understand that it was more exciting for me, personally, because I voted for Barack Obama and supported him from the beginning. I support his ideas, and it was also sort of thrilling because this was the first election I could ever vote in, and the candidate I supported won. I'm also fully aware that other people do not share my opinions. I don't expect them to, and I respect everyone's right to have varying opinions on various issues. I may not be able to understand why people believe certain things, but clearly they have enough reason to do so, and that is enough for me. However, I think the thing that bothered me was that people can't see the extremely monumental thing that happened today: The United States of America elected a black man as president. It was in my parents' lifetime that an African American might be refused service at a restaurant. There are hate groups like the Klan that target people specifically on their race. We're a country that has had to work through so much strife regarding the colour of peoples skin, yet we have come to a point where a black man is able to take the highest position in the American government. I don't care if you're a Republican and think that Obama will run this country into a ground, or if you're a Democrat who has been waiting for this day since Bush took office eight years ago. I think everyone should forget the political garbage regarding policies and issues for each party, step back, and look at a bigger picture.
So ends my political ranting until another important election springs up. I'm not the biggest fan of politics.
Today I found a postcard from Miss Anna in my mailbox at school with some very good advice, which I fully intend on taking. Thanks Anna. :] I love you and miss you so much. Thanks for the sunshine you sent!
I suppose a large event I have yet to chronicle in this blog of mine-- since I missed a whole, large slew of time-- was that I am now, officially, a Big in my fraternity. I have a little named Emily who I haven't had a chance to sit down and talk with yet, but I am fully convinced will make a fantastic member of Phi Sigma Pi. I'm honoured to have the opportunity to do this, and flattered that so many people have told me they think I will make a great Big. I will come out and admit that I need and enjoy reassurance once in awhile.
I suppose that I've been putting off reading all about Shakespeare a bit too long. I should get to that but, first, I will tell a quick anecdote I heard in my Shakespeare class last week. Its all speculation, of course, but I find it highly amusing.
Shakespeare was, as you may or may not know, an actor along with being a play write. In his company, Lord Chamberlain's men, was a fellow actor named Richard Burbage, with whom Shakespeare was friends with. Burbage was the star of many of Shakespeare's plays, including Richard III.
While performing as the title role in the aforementioned play, Burbage was noticed by a young woman. She paid him particular attention, and he was not at all opposed to such action. She invited him back to her home for some "theatrical discussion" and he said he would announce his arrival by knocking three times upon her door before announcing "It is I, Richard the Third." The lady departed, and Burbage went to prepare. Little did he know his old fried The Bard had been listening. Shakespeare set off to visit this theatre loving lass himself.
He arrived at her home, upon hearing the location when it was told to Burbage, knocked three times and announced "It is I, Richard the third." The door opened, and the lady was surprised to find not Burbage, but Shakespeare. However, she wasn't at all upset and clearly just wanted to discuss the theatre with any young actor, and allowed Shakespeare to enter. Soon after, however, Burbage arrived at the house. He knocked upon the door three times and then announced "It is I, Richard the third."
Shakespeare promptly replied, "William the Conqueror preceded Richard the Third!"
Okay, so its impossible to prove and in all likelihood didn't happen, but I found the entire thing highly amusing. I hope you are well versed on your kings and queens of England and found it amusing too.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
7 January 2009
Lighting class has become the bane of my exsistance.
Let me start off by informing everyone how much I don't like lighting. I don't exactly know when, where, or why this distain for lighting occured, all I know is that it is my least favourite aspect of theatre. I think it has to do with the fact that lights are up high... in the air... where you can fall back down. I don't like heights.
Anyway, in lighting class, I have to work 20 hours this quarter on shoes. I am not excited. I am not good with lighting. Hopefully I will become better, but at this moment, I am not good.
End now my ramblings about hating lighting.
Tomorrow, hopefully, Hannah and I will be signing or at least making a final decision on our apartment for next year. Wish us luck.
It snowed. I hate it.
Let me start off by informing everyone how much I don't like lighting. I don't exactly know when, where, or why this distain for lighting occured, all I know is that it is my least favourite aspect of theatre. I think it has to do with the fact that lights are up high... in the air... where you can fall back down. I don't like heights.
Anyway, in lighting class, I have to work 20 hours this quarter on shoes. I am not excited. I am not good with lighting. Hopefully I will become better, but at this moment, I am not good.
End now my ramblings about hating lighting.
Tomorrow, hopefully, Hannah and I will be signing or at least making a final decision on our apartment for next year. Wish us luck.
It snowed. I hate it.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
6 January 2008
So, we lost the game. Big surprise. Oh, Jim Tressel, you've left me dissatisfied with OSU football again. Oh well. August will be here soon enough.
I like my old stuff class. I made friends in my old stuff class. People actually talk to me in the old stuff class. I like it when people in my theatre classes talk to me.
Dom and I talked on Skype today. It was great. Talking to Dom always make me happy. He says he's going to come to Ohio this summer on his way back from California to Newark Airport. There isn't much for him to do if he comes here, but it would still be great.
I finished book one. A Midsummer Night's Dream. Plays count. Because its my name and my rules, plays count. One down, ninety nine to go!
I like my old stuff class. I made friends in my old stuff class. People actually talk to me in the old stuff class. I like it when people in my theatre classes talk to me.
Dom and I talked on Skype today. It was great. Talking to Dom always make me happy. He says he's going to come to Ohio this summer on his way back from California to Newark Airport. There isn't much for him to do if he comes here, but it would still be great.
I finished book one. A Midsummer Night's Dream. Plays count. Because its my name and my rules, plays count. One down, ninety nine to go!
Monday, January 5, 2009
3, 4, & 5 January 2009
I was bad. Sue me. I'm writing an update for the past few days.
I didn't do much my last few days at home. Watched a lot of Gilmore Girls with Mom and, surprisingly, Dad. He likes it... and thinks the actress who plays Lorelei is pretty. Its sort of funny. He likes correcting the English of the super smart private school kids.
But now I'm back at Ohio State, in my apartment, in my cold room that gets no heat. Luckily I have my amazing heating blanket which keeps my snuggly.
Today I found out my theatre literature course is actually entitled "The Immortal Shakespeare." I had no idea I was in that class, but it looks like it should be interesting. It has a lot of books though, and one of them isn't at the bookstore. Annoying. And, as I imagined, my lighting class is horrifying. I'm going to have to work quite hard to keep up in there.
And currently, I am watching the Fiesta Bowl: OSU v. Texas. OSU is currently winning, and all of a sudden Texas went insane and got good. That's really annoying. Loose, Texas, loose. Loose mostly because your marching band has horrible, dorky outfits that remind me of the ones NHS wore when I was in marching band. OSU clearly looks much more sophisticated. They don't have cowboy hats or fringe.
Also win because then I can make fun of Hunt.
Go Bucks.
I didn't do much my last few days at home. Watched a lot of Gilmore Girls with Mom and, surprisingly, Dad. He likes it... and thinks the actress who plays Lorelei is pretty. Its sort of funny. He likes correcting the English of the super smart private school kids.
But now I'm back at Ohio State, in my apartment, in my cold room that gets no heat. Luckily I have my amazing heating blanket which keeps my snuggly.
Today I found out my theatre literature course is actually entitled "The Immortal Shakespeare." I had no idea I was in that class, but it looks like it should be interesting. It has a lot of books though, and one of them isn't at the bookstore. Annoying. And, as I imagined, my lighting class is horrifying. I'm going to have to work quite hard to keep up in there.
And currently, I am watching the Fiesta Bowl: OSU v. Texas. OSU is currently winning, and all of a sudden Texas went insane and got good. That's really annoying. Loose, Texas, loose. Loose mostly because your marching band has horrible, dorky outfits that remind me of the ones NHS wore when I was in marching band. OSU clearly looks much more sophisticated. They don't have cowboy hats or fringe.
Also win because then I can make fun of Hunt.
Go Bucks.
Friday, January 2, 2009
2 January 2009
Today's entry is going to be a reflection of my mood, which isn't the most pleasant. Forgive the short, choppy, non-detailed, and scrambled babble that follows.
Today was icky. Today I yet again was refused a job, making this upcoming quarter even more difficult as I need to find one. At least I have a job this summer.
I didn't get around to reading, again. This isn't going too well.
Tomorrow will be better.
Today was icky. Today I yet again was refused a job, making this upcoming quarter even more difficult as I need to find one. At least I have a job this summer.
I didn't get around to reading, again. This isn't going too well.
Tomorrow will be better.
Thursday, January 1, 2009
1 January 2009
I started off the first day of 2009 not feeling to hot due to the previous night's activities.
And that's all I'll say about that.
I had a lot of fun last night at my parent's party. Sam, as always, promised he'd be somewhere then didn't turn up. No surprises there, of course, but I would have at least liked a well though up excuse. Oh well... there's always the next social gathering for him to make up an excuse for.
Today has not been productive. I'm off to a bad start on my book reading, having only read half an Entertainment Weekly and a few articles out of UK Cosmo. Real intellectual stuff, huh? Maybe tomorrow, when my head isn't hurting quite so much, I'll be more reading productive.
I texted back and forth with Miss Anna last night. She's in Hawaii, on her way to Australia. Luke's on his way back from Antartica. I was thinking about my friends, and how they all seem to get to go do these amazing things. I was bemoaning the fact I didn't get to do such things myself. I then realized that's a stupid attitude to have, and instead have decided to make my own adventures here. I figure I should take advantage of what I have right now, and those amazing adventures to exotic places will come later.
Every day is an adventure, in my book at least.
And that's all I'll say about that.
I had a lot of fun last night at my parent's party. Sam, as always, promised he'd be somewhere then didn't turn up. No surprises there, of course, but I would have at least liked a well though up excuse. Oh well... there's always the next social gathering for him to make up an excuse for.
Today has not been productive. I'm off to a bad start on my book reading, having only read half an Entertainment Weekly and a few articles out of UK Cosmo. Real intellectual stuff, huh? Maybe tomorrow, when my head isn't hurting quite so much, I'll be more reading productive.
I texted back and forth with Miss Anna last night. She's in Hawaii, on her way to Australia. Luke's on his way back from Antartica. I was thinking about my friends, and how they all seem to get to go do these amazing things. I was bemoaning the fact I didn't get to do such things myself. I then realized that's a stupid attitude to have, and instead have decided to make my own adventures here. I figure I should take advantage of what I have right now, and those amazing adventures to exotic places will come later.
Every day is an adventure, in my book at least.
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