I decided to talk about fanfiction because it doesn't get enough credit in the media. Hopefully, I'll find something more people will be interested in to talk about by next week.
Sunday, February 23, 2014
A Descent into Madness
This is the first of hopefully many vlogs. I went over the unspoken time limit, as per usual, and I apologize accordingly.
I decided to talk about fanfiction because it doesn't get enough credit in the media. Hopefully, I'll find something more people will be interested in to talk about by next week.
I decided to talk about fanfiction because it doesn't get enough credit in the media. Hopefully, I'll find something more people will be interested in to talk about by next week.
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Personal Post: Coffee Break
After having written this, I've realized this is more of a "diary" type post than a school post. But when have I ever really written the most school-centric/appropriate posts? Anyways, I've decided to post this mostly for personal value. Proceed with caution, if at all.
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
A Catch-Up of Sorts
It's been a long time since I've blogged, due mostly to my own insecurities and a fear of the future. But today is different. Today I'm going to get over it.
(And I just sat for five minutes thinking again. Do you see my problem?)
Since I've last posted, I've submitted to OPUS, signed up to volunteer with the North Shore Animal League, attempted to write the next Great American Novel (I wrote one line and suddenly thought I was a genius that had the ability to write 100+ pages of beauty), wrote 13 pages of a play, tried to teach myself how to DJ/make mashups, started three televisions series and finished two others, saw a foreign film, and, after taking Ganes's art project home, have put about 20+ hours into it (yet it doesn't look like I have). In class, I've worked on Zines and for awhile the Circle Play (although, in complete honesty, I've probably given up on it. Not that it's hard, I'm just not invested in it. And it kinda stinks).
That is a ridiculous amount of things. Most likely, it sounds like I'm temporarily in the state of a 7 and can't stick to one thing or don't have the attention span (which, granted), but honestly every time I started something I thought it was the one. I have a lot to say about each little inquiry/adventure, so I plan on making quite a few blog post about them.
And yet, I haven't been able to. One of my apprehensions is that colleges might see this. Thinking about colleges is terrifying to begin with, and now I'm starting to worry about how what I've done will affect my future. I've found a beautiful college, one that actually reminds me of a STAC-North-North. It's a multi-disciplinary Liberal Arts school in Vermont with time set away between semesters for students to intern, volunteer and work with companies and organizations, giving them opportunities to gain references for post-college. And it's gorgeous.
Bennington. Big Ben. It's my dream school, and I'm ever so worried about it.
I'm thinking about putting some of my more whiny posts on private, because I can't bear to part with them per-say because I don't want to forget about how I felt in those moments, and ultimately learn from the experiences. In the end, they're still my history, where I came from, how I felt- for a time they were my diary and I'm not ready to lose that faith in the past.
(And I just sat for five minutes thinking again. Do you see my problem?)
Since I've last posted, I've submitted to OPUS, signed up to volunteer with the North Shore Animal League, attempted to write the next Great American Novel (I wrote one line and suddenly thought I was a genius that had the ability to write 100+ pages of beauty), wrote 13 pages of a play, tried to teach myself how to DJ/make mashups, started three televisions series and finished two others, saw a foreign film, and, after taking Ganes's art project home, have put about 20+ hours into it (yet it doesn't look like I have). In class, I've worked on Zines and for awhile the Circle Play (although, in complete honesty, I've probably given up on it. Not that it's hard, I'm just not invested in it. And it kinda stinks).
That is a ridiculous amount of things. Most likely, it sounds like I'm temporarily in the state of a 7 and can't stick to one thing or don't have the attention span (which, granted), but honestly every time I started something I thought it was the one. I have a lot to say about each little inquiry/adventure, so I plan on making quite a few blog post about them.
And yet, I haven't been able to. One of my apprehensions is that colleges might see this. Thinking about colleges is terrifying to begin with, and now I'm starting to worry about how what I've done will affect my future. I've found a beautiful college, one that actually reminds me of a STAC-North-North. It's a multi-disciplinary Liberal Arts school in Vermont with time set away between semesters for students to intern, volunteer and work with companies and organizations, giving them opportunities to gain references for post-college. And it's gorgeous.
Bennington. Big Ben. It's my dream school, and I'm ever so worried about it.
I'm thinking about putting some of my more whiny posts on private, because I can't bear to part with them per-say because I don't want to forget about how I felt in those moments, and ultimately learn from the experiences. In the end, they're still my history, where I came from, how I felt- for a time they were my diary and I'm not ready to lose that faith in the past.
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