Sitting With Ivan and Unknown Girl

So, I am writing this script for my scriptwriting class. It is about four friends: Blair, Alexis, Jaime, Taylor. Jaime has a crush on Blair. Little does he know that Blair is bisexual. In fact, neither Alexis, Jaime, nor Taylor are aware of this fact. Jaime finds out at an inopportune time...or so he thinks. He sees Blair macking on this other girl at a party. Jaime assumes he knows the whole story, she is a lesbian. But no, he does not. His assumption is proven wrong when she comes on to him. While he has looked forward to this moment for awhile, he is now unsure as to how to approach the situation given the new information he has.

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Sitting With Ivan

It's been an interesting day. I've only been back one week since Thanksgiving Break but it feels like I have been here the whole time. The break felt like a long weekend, which, I guess, is what it was. There is only a week and a half left in the semester, but the little time that I am here is very important.

Sitting in Java City today was quite interesting. You could tell that the campus coffee shop had an aura of anxiety, obviously over finals. However, it seemed like people were doing a fine job of trying to deny it. It will catch up with all of us. Believe me, it will happen.

Twizzler (Jordan) turns 21 in an hour and a half. I will be there to usher him into the new world. At first, I said I would be there to welcome him to the new world. However, the word welcome implies that I have a stake in the world in which I am welcoming but I do not. That is why I use the word usher.

Opinion vs. Fact

So I was talking to people about this topic today? What does something being "well written" mean?

My situation stems from this situation: Back in First Year Seminar we read this book called Left Behind. While I was reading the first part of the book I was getting quite absorbed in the story. At point I looked out my window and could have sworn that I saw one of the characters walking down the path toward my dorm room in good old Beze. I guess I felt a very strong parasocial interaction with the characters and the story. Throughout the semester I found that most people in my class did not feel the same way. They felt that the book was "poorly written."

Now this where my internal and sometimes external debate comes from. What does it mean when something is "poorly written" or "well written?" Aside from being grammatically sound I do not know what "well written" means. Some people tried to convince me that when something is "well written," when it can convey a story well enough. Can it give me a mental picture of what is going on? Well, I definitely felt this for Left Behind. It conveyed the story well enough that for a second it seemed very real. Does this just mean that I am stupid for thinking that something that the entire community deems "poorly written."

Why do somethings get anthologized and others not? Why do certain books get picked for high school English classes? Most people have read The Catcher in the Rye, The Great Gatsby, 1984, or Animal Farm. What makes these books special for SO many people? I have been affected by many other books besides these supposed "classics." Now, do not get me wrong, I like the books that I mentioned above but there are some that I hated: The Grapes of Wrath, The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, or Gulliver's Travels. Ernest Hemingway is an often celebrated author of awe. I think he sucks! Am I not a scholar, so my opinion does not count?

I think that in the end it all boils down to opinion. A lot of people have the opinion that Hemingway rocks and so it has been passed down that these are works that should be remembered. Well, screw that. My own syllabus for American Lit would be quite different. I do not know what it is , but it would be different.

The conversation went on for my longer, but I cannot remember all of it, so this is what you get. I think it's all opinion.

Lady Lazarus and 3rd Time Is Always A Charm

Wow! How much do I love The O.C.? I like it this much! It's the soap opera I have been waiting for. I was too young when previous ones came out. Was Dawson's Creek a soap opera? From what I have heard, it seems so.

Summer just told Cohen that all he really likes, is the chase. Perhaps that is my problem. I am too mesmerized by the chase. Is that all I am? Perhaps I just look at a girl and imagine the possibilites. Is that more exciting? It's akin to how a girl scantily clad is way more sexy than a purely naked girl. Is it the possiblity of "something" that is attractive? Perhaps, I am just like Seth Cohen as a professor suggests (minus the comic book fetish).

I think perhaps I might go on a "listen to cds that I have" in order to re-aquant myself with my music. For instance, I have not listened the A Beautiful Mind soundtrack in a long while. The problem is that I have all my cds ordered in alphabetically ordered. What I mean is that I will eventually have listen to the Dave Matthews Band for about 1 and a half days straight. While Zero 7 is challening them for my favorite artist of all time, I would have to listen to DMB for a long time.

Does Julia Roberts' lips look like the bottom one should reverse positions with her top lip? Someone once asked me this? Do they need a switch? If you need a good picture from which to judge then I have the latest Entertainment Weekly if you wish to develop your opinion.

Time for a balcony break?

Ok, I have been listening to Evanescene for the past 20 minutes or so. I am right now on the track called the 7th. I forget the name of the track but it is the track that is the 7th. Will someone please tell me which track is the 7th. I have forgetten? After listening to the 9th track of the same cd as I am talking about in this paragraph, I am now officially deeming the piano as the most beautiful instrument EVER! Care to disagree? I am entertaining opinions, but I do not think I will be persuaded.

Ok, so of course with the little inebriated journal, I must talk about relationships. I was out on the balcony and thinking about how I cannot stay as in touch with my Trinity friends as others because I come from the West Coast. There are only a couple of people I know who come from there. Allison, Claire, and Jen Hoops. Herein lies the problem: I am not really friends with them. I mean, I do say "Hi" to them when they pass, but my real question is this: "How do I stay in touch with my Trinity friends? Do I just need to call them occasionally when I am away (away, meaning on the West Coast). Part of it really scares me. When I eventually commence my time at Trinity, will I completely lose touch?

I am drinking with Susan! YAY!

I think that I do not know what else to say so I think this is what I am going to do. I think, and thinking means that it is just a possibility, that I might "end" this entry! Woo Hoo!

Haha! Gotcha! It has not ended! I want to get with Sam, Jorge, and Susan! All at the same time! Aren't you jealous?!?! Oh yes I think you are!

That's all! This one is ending!

Bye!

You Gave Me Life Now, Show Me How to Live!

Is this Audioslave song actually talking about God? I mean, he is talking about someone giving him life or is another angst love song-ish thing?

Anyway, I suppose the catalyst for this Journal is Jordan's masterpiece of work, Orchid. While the title may be a little pretentious and deep it is the body of work that I enjoyed the most. What good self-respecting body of work doesn't have a "deep" title? I just really like the whole setup. I have told the Jordo that it is a combination of Bret Easton Ellis and Perks of Being a Wallflower. Gawd, with all the people that have read or are reading it, the book seems almost like it's mainstream now, but I don't think it can be, because its not on a chart of some kind.

I just love the short story that Jordan wrote. Perhaps it is the kind of fiction I like. There is a romantic interest in the story, elusive and unattainable. The setting of the story is perfect. It's like it's real. Gawd, even that sounds cheesy. I even seem to recognize the apartment. I feels a lot like my friend Michael's apartment he had last semester. I recognize the two bedrooms at the end of a crossroads. I remember the balcony just off the kitchen/dining area. I can position everyone in the story. I know where they are standing, who they are talking to, flirting with.

Why do people flirt WITH someone, while people can talk WITH and TO someone? Someone explain the difference please? In order to flirt with someone, don't they have to be flirting back? What if they aren't? Does that mean that the one who is flirting is just "trying?"

Just about everyone is in the story in some form or another. Even Nick's little cameo. It's not like his part is small, but he just kind of pops up. He is like the butler that always turns up in the Adam Sandler movie, Mr. Deeds. It's perfect. He has the magic eye, just like Officer Hoyt.

I can picture this short story as if it were a film in my head. It's like the movie, Can't Hardly Wait (which I love, yea, I do like it, so shut up!) where the whole movie takes place on one night with some romantic protagonist looking for the girl he has liked for a long while. While it's not exactly the same situation, I can picture it like that. Bravo, Jordan, Bravo.

Give my best to Caroline. I am sure she will turn up somewhere.

Nick and I made Cheez-It today. Yes, you read that right, we MADE Cheez-It.

Just a little thing...

See, I spelled rhythm wrong in the title before and now I have to change it. I must post for it to change. I am anal like that!

Blogger Imperialism

Alright, so here is the deal. I have decided to run to another blog site. I have seen a few other people's journal on this service, and I quite like it. I have made the switch...

I know that most of you are wondering if I am still listening to JEM, and yes I am. But I have since switched to the Scissor Sisters. It's good writing music again. I went to the store yesterday and purchased many goods; many snacks.

Went to two parties last night. One was at a friend of a friend's house and it was fun, small gathering. Jorge was our DD. He was dressed as a fairy. Jordan dressed as Mr. Flinstone. Geneva (I have decided that I am going to call you that, unless your Goon name is required) dressed as a flapper. Sarah Hutt was a fairy. Terb was Papa Smurf. Anna was a pirate, awesome! Guerra was something like a prostitute. I was something of a Cuban crossed with Michael Jackson. There was much fun lat night!

This morning started at about 11am, which normally would have been noon, but we "fell back" today! Hooray for gaining an hour! Part of the crew went to Jim's this morning for a sort of feau-brunch; Geneva, Guerra, Anna, and myself. There was much food and biscuits. As I sit here and write this, the urge to work is slowly leaving me. AARGH! Eragon looks so much more interesting!

Don't forget folks! You're FILTHY and GORGEOUS, you're DISGUSTING and you're NASTY!