With about 3 months before I attain glorious freedom, I surprise myself with how uncertain I feel. I'm ready to move on and meet new people, but I'm going to miss everyone that I've known throughout high school. How long will it be before I begin to forget them? I might say I won't forget a person but obviously, given enough time, our friendship will fade. I'll make new friends, but I don't want to lose the old ones either. Oh well, that's probably why Facebook was made. On to more serious matters.
One of the things I hope I'll have in college is an awesome roommate. I've heard horror stories from some friends who just couldn't handle their roommate. They ended up bunking with some other friends in a completely different dorm. I think I'd cry if that happened to me. At the same time, I wonder how good of a roommate I'll be. I can see it too; my side of the room will be a mess, while the other person will have everything neatly organized. Being completely serious though, I really hope my roommate is someone I'll end up talking to a lot about a variety of topics, like scientific ideas, current events, and etc.
Bamboo Nation
Thursday, May 2, 2013
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Nexus
People all strive for communication. They congregate, discuss, and converse with others on a daily basis. Nexus talks this to an entirely new spectrum. Nexus itself is a nano drug that allows people to communicate mind to mind. It becomes possible to feel what another person is thinking. However, it's possible with this technology to control how people think and their actions. this is something that extremely frightens government, and it should, as it is a very scary ability. This is the main topic that the novel disccusses. Should it be limited because it can be used to control others, or spread to allow more personal communications? I believe that it should be spread so the public can use it. There may be some side effects of doing so, but it will allow people to connect with one another in new ways. Being able to communicated mind to mind would allow so many social problems to be shattered.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Confessional Poets
Part of the Postmodern "movement", the confessional poets were an important corner of the movement. The confessional poets were about writing about their own feelings and self-expression through poems. Since this was a very deep kind of poetry, many of the poems were autobiographical, or at least had some examples drawn from the poet's life. The most important aspect of this group was what they wrote it about. Basically they exposed themselves to the world, and demonstrated who they were. I think this is the most impressive ability of these poets. They had the courage to share their traumas with a world of strangers. I have a hard time expressing how I feel, so for people to be able to do so with ease is impressive.
As part of the Postmodern movement, confessional poetry endured, but it also faded. At its most popular, the public adored it, but its attractiveness was lost eventually. It's disappointing that it did fade, as I think if the topics that confessional poets discussed were brought up more often in today's society, people might be more open-minded.
As part of the Postmodern movement, confessional poetry endured, but it also faded. At its most popular, the public adored it, but its attractiveness was lost eventually. It's disappointing that it did fade, as I think if the topics that confessional poets discussed were brought up more often in today's society, people might be more open-minded.
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Dead Poets Society
After watching the entirety of Dead Poets Society, I was impressed with how deep the movie was to me. One of the boys, Neil Perry, was a child that was completely dominated by his father. His father demanded absolute obedience, and he gave it to him without question. There were times when he protested, but his protests were shot down by his father's shouting. Eventually, he takes his life when he's unable to pursue his dream of acting. His teacher, Keating, is blamed because he was accused with encouraging Neil to become an actor. Some might agree with that, but I strongly disagree; Keating was helping Neil discover what he really wanted to be. That may have been acting, but I can't understand why Neil's father was so adamant in refusing his wish. I think this movie deeply explored how people can really "seize the day". Normally that's used as an excuse to do something rash, but this movie explores what I think the phrase was really meant to emphasize, do something that will leave you changed. These students accepted poetry into their lives as something new, and made it their own. At the end of the novel, they were beginning to create their poetry, and Todd managed to leave his shell. In a way, I wish people followed carpe diem and embraced much more change.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
Free Thinkers
While watching Dead Poets Society in class today, I had the sudden realization: few students today are free thinkers. Yeah, this movie is not completely realistic, but few movies are. The teacher's encouragement though, to open their minds, is one I think students do not receive in today's schools. Although things may be different than the 1950s, students should still learn to have an open mind. Students just aren't taught that today. Math, English, science, and even humanities' classes, we're simply learning how to pass tests and whatnot. Even though we do think in English, it's more about how to pass the AP test and not really about appreciating literature. We try, but there's really not enough time to do both. And since appreciation can't exactly be measured, it's an impractical thing to teach.
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Favorite Poets?
Many people have a favorite author, or artist, or musician. When it comes to poetry, I have something similar to that. Most of the time, as I explained in an earlier blog post(I think), I don't particularly enjoy reading poetry. It's a very mood-dependent type of activity. However, if forced, I'd go for Shel Silverstein's poems every time, simply because they're awesome. Here's an example:
"Hammock"
Grandma sent the hammock,
The good Lord sent the breeze.
I'm here to do the swingin --
Now, who's gonna move the trees?
Next to the poem, there's a drawing of a child holding one end of a hammock with the other end wrapped around a tree. Unfortunately, there aren't any other trees around for him to hang the end up on. I enjoy his poems since they're so simple to understand. Yeah it's because they were meant for kids, but who cares? No difficult meanings to divine, no obscure vocabulary hooray! And not only are all of his poems childishly amusing, but he looks like a boss. Look at him.
"Hammock"
Grandma sent the hammock,
The good Lord sent the breeze.
I'm here to do the swingin --
Now, who's gonna move the trees?
Next to the poem, there's a drawing of a child holding one end of a hammock with the other end wrapped around a tree. Unfortunately, there aren't any other trees around for him to hang the end up on. I enjoy his poems since they're so simple to understand. Yeah it's because they were meant for kids, but who cares? No difficult meanings to divine, no obscure vocabulary hooray! And not only are all of his poems childishly amusing, but he looks like a boss. Look at him.
Thursday, March 14, 2013
Poetry
I remember the days when all poetry meant was create a limerick or acrostic. How I miss 2nd grade. Today though, we have the fun experience of learning about extremely confusing, yet lyrical verses. There are so many different ways to classify poems: sonnet, English sonnet, Italian sonnet, and so on. So many literary terms that spawned from it as well. There's verse, iambic pentameter, and rhyme. I'd like to take moment to brag. I know what a couplet is. Moving on, reading poetry has become increasingly complex. Gone are the day when all one had to do was listen to the rhythm. Instead, we get to find the author's real meaning and find a theme for their writing.
Despite my negative ramblings about why reading poetry has become exponentially more difficult; the truth is I kind of enjoy reading and thinking about it. It's certainly a provoking experience, and it's exercise for my brain. To demonstrate my abilities at poetry, here's a limerick.
I am a young child
Who wants to grow up in the wild
I will swing from trees
And never drink any English tea
Tarzan's my name, write that down in my file
Despite my negative ramblings about why reading poetry has become exponentially more difficult; the truth is I kind of enjoy reading and thinking about it. It's certainly a provoking experience, and it's exercise for my brain. To demonstrate my abilities at poetry, here's a limerick.
I am a young child
Who wants to grow up in the wild
I will swing from trees
And never drink any English tea
Tarzan's my name, write that down in my file
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