Schooled, Lynched, Mostly Sane
Well, I haven't made a real update in weeks, so this will be uncharacteristically long. I'll try to keep it interesting [by inserting random, fascinating facts that are totally non-fictitious!!!].
SCHOOL started two and a half weeks ago. I was taking four courses: 1st year English (Fiction & Prose), 3rd year Advanced Calculus, 3rd year Thermodynamics, and a 3rd year computer science course where we do a real project for real clients [did I mention my group's client is SATAN?!]! No money, but it should be a great learning experience, and look good on a resume to boot.
I knew I was all set to graduate in December, but I decided to see my undergrad advisor anyways, just to be redundant. As I'm sure you already guessed I was not all set - it turns out my first year elective (the english class) needed to be a second year elective! Thankfully it was the last day to add/drop courses, so I didn't get totally screwed [although I may have sprayed the registrar’s office with automatic weapons fire when I thought I was getting screwed...].
I picked up a Computer Animation course [we’re going to make PORN!] which I am now two and a half weeks behind in. It also fucked my pretty little schedule right up. Instead of 10:30-1:30, I am now 10:30-5:30 with a three hour break T__T I hate being at school; I have a very hard time getting anything done in public space. I guess this is my chance to get over that.
SANITY levels seem to be holding. I did sort of have a paranoid episode and freakout at Ange’s a couple weeks ago, and a couple similar (but much milder) occurances since, but only when painfully sleep deprived. I swear my insomnia is gremlin powered, because it seems to act with a malevolent intelligence bent on fucking me over as much as possible [also, when I was cleaning my ears, I saw their little gremlin hamster wheels and little gremlin barracks!!!].
Still, I haven’t missed a class yet, even on 3-hours-sleep days. I’ve been mostly anxiety free, even raising my hand and participating in class discussions with minimal discomfort. So far this is a big improvement over last year, so X your fingers that it lasts o_O;;
LYNCHFEST at Maggie's tonight was fun, but left me scratching my head...and not really in a good way. Wild at Heart was enjoyable, being coherent even to a layperson like myself, though I'm sure I missed most of the content. I caught one thing - "over the rainbow" was a central theme [okay, I caught another thing: a NINJA STAR hurled at Maggie’s head by an unknown assassin! At the time I felt it would be best to keep quiet, so as not to upset anyone]. Near the beginning there was a series of colour wipes in the order Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Violet - the rainbow colours, in order (ROY G. BIV). This seemed to be repeated over and over while I wondered WTF it meant, until Lulu said "blah blah blah over the rainbow". Of course I was looking at that so closely I don't remember the rest of her sentence, nor do I have any idea why rainbows were so important. That's how these things are supposed to work, right? :P
Eraserhead, on the other hand... Not my kind of movie. Not even close. J’s explanation - that it is not a film for the general public but rather an art school production that is meant only for those who specifically seek it out to analyse and pull apart the myriad layers of meaning that it no doubt contains - lessened my resentment towards the whole thing, but I was still left with a distinct feeling of obscurity for obscurity’s sake. Now this is fine, but what’s up with being people being snobby about it??
Some may postulate that the magnitude of visual embellishment or textual breadth of an intellectual artifact is a characteristic which varies proportionately to the depth and quality of the cognitive content carried therein; I think expressing complex concepts in a clear, concise manner is a greater goal. Besides, it’s not like there are precious few people who can understand this stuff. Sure, it would take a special mind to just watch the film and glean all of Lynch’s intended meaning, I agree with that, but I’m sure the overwhelming majority of those “in the know” got their golden knowledge from other sources. Isn’t that a little like thinking you’re clever because you solved a riddle you already knew the answer to?
I suppose if you don’t already agree with me, I’m just demonstrating what a boorish knuckle-dragger I am. All I can do is try to assure you this is not the case - now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go throw rocks at things and clap :D
[Okay, you got me, all this resentment stems from my childhood when I was continuously bullied and beat up by art films...they were animals!!! ;__;]
We now return to your regularly scheduled inanity <3
SCHOOL started two and a half weeks ago. I was taking four courses: 1st year English (Fiction & Prose), 3rd year Advanced Calculus, 3rd year Thermodynamics, and a 3rd year computer science course where we do a real project for real clients [did I mention my group's client is SATAN?!]! No money, but it should be a great learning experience, and look good on a resume to boot.
I knew I was all set to graduate in December, but I decided to see my undergrad advisor anyways, just to be redundant. As I'm sure you already guessed I was not all set - it turns out my first year elective (the english class) needed to be a second year elective! Thankfully it was the last day to add/drop courses, so I didn't get totally screwed [although I may have sprayed the registrar’s office with automatic weapons fire when I thought I was getting screwed...].
I picked up a Computer Animation course [we’re going to make PORN!] which I am now two and a half weeks behind in. It also fucked my pretty little schedule right up. Instead of 10:30-1:30, I am now 10:30-5:30 with a three hour break T__T I hate being at school; I have a very hard time getting anything done in public space. I guess this is my chance to get over that.
SANITY levels seem to be holding. I did sort of have a paranoid episode and freakout at Ange’s a couple weeks ago, and a couple similar (but much milder) occurances since, but only when painfully sleep deprived. I swear my insomnia is gremlin powered, because it seems to act with a malevolent intelligence bent on fucking me over as much as possible [also, when I was cleaning my ears, I saw their little gremlin hamster wheels and little gremlin barracks!!!].
Still, I haven’t missed a class yet, even on 3-hours-sleep days. I’ve been mostly anxiety free, even raising my hand and participating in class discussions with minimal discomfort. So far this is a big improvement over last year, so X your fingers that it lasts o_O;;
LYNCHFEST at Maggie's tonight was fun, but left me scratching my head...and not really in a good way. Wild at Heart was enjoyable, being coherent even to a layperson like myself, though I'm sure I missed most of the content. I caught one thing - "over the rainbow" was a central theme [okay, I caught another thing: a NINJA STAR hurled at Maggie’s head by an unknown assassin! At the time I felt it would be best to keep quiet, so as not to upset anyone]. Near the beginning there was a series of colour wipes in the order Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Violet - the rainbow colours, in order (ROY G. BIV). This seemed to be repeated over and over while I wondered WTF it meant, until Lulu said "blah blah blah over the rainbow". Of course I was looking at that so closely I don't remember the rest of her sentence, nor do I have any idea why rainbows were so important. That's how these things are supposed to work, right? :P
Eraserhead, on the other hand... Not my kind of movie. Not even close. J’s explanation - that it is not a film for the general public but rather an art school production that is meant only for those who specifically seek it out to analyse and pull apart the myriad layers of meaning that it no doubt contains - lessened my resentment towards the whole thing, but I was still left with a distinct feeling of obscurity for obscurity’s sake. Now this is fine, but what’s up with being people being snobby about it??
Some may postulate that the magnitude of visual embellishment or textual breadth of an intellectual artifact is a characteristic which varies proportionately to the depth and quality of the cognitive content carried therein; I think expressing complex concepts in a clear, concise manner is a greater goal. Besides, it’s not like there are precious few people who can understand this stuff. Sure, it would take a special mind to just watch the film and glean all of Lynch’s intended meaning, I agree with that, but I’m sure the overwhelming majority of those “in the know” got their golden knowledge from other sources. Isn’t that a little like thinking you’re clever because you solved a riddle you already knew the answer to?
I suppose if you don’t already agree with me, I’m just demonstrating what a boorish knuckle-dragger I am. All I can do is try to assure you this is not the case - now if you’ll excuse me, I need to go throw rocks at things and clap :D
[Okay, you got me, all this resentment stems from my childhood when I was continuously bullied and beat up by art films...they were animals!!! ;__;]
We now return to your regularly scheduled inanity <3