BLOP.
I felt the urge to watch Disney's Hunchback of Notre Dame today. So I did.
I normally hate Disney- not enough for my brain to occupy itself with. I can't really watch a film or read anything, not even a magazine, without over-analyzing it. Like "this assumes that women-" and "this is symbolic of-" But I remember enjoying this one when I was younger, probably because it was morbid. :D
It was quite nice really. I feel that the movie tries to say something along the lines of "be nice to people who are different, racism is bad etc." Which is nice. And it features a protagonist who is actually ugly and a villain with actual personality and legitimate motives. Plus an epic soundtrack. : D
Even so, it did show that the outcast never gets the girl, instead she goes for the jerks. Which is true. xD There was also one scene where Quasimodo is chained up, being forced to watch Esmerelda get burned alive and the gargoyles are all "ONLY THING HOLDING YOU BACK IS YOUUUU" and it all became very symbolic. It's this idea that the only thing you need to get what you want in life is a POSITIVE ATTITUDE!!! and so the chains were symbolizing his negative attitude and how he BROKE FREE!!!! even though the chains were like. Iron. And multitudinous.
It's also surprising how large of a fanbase Frollo has. I thought he was cool, a rather tragic character, but I didn't think anybody else would.
I plan to read the book, once I've finished with Everything is Illuminated.
In other news, I've had this ancient history essay on Periclean Athens to do. I couldn't make a real start on it for quite some time, because I've been feeling terrible and under-motivated and often greatly dissociated from my body. I often felt like that was no justification for not being work- "Get up you miserable shit and do something." Which made things worse.
I stayed up all night on Thursday night, as it was due Friday. I worked on it for 12 or so hours. I had to change the subject partway through. I ingested so much caffeine I became dehydrated. I was fucking hardcore.
I didn't finish.
It sucked.
Luckily, no one else in the class had really finished, so the deadline is extended until Monday...
I'm not confident about this, the essay will still be terrible. I'm not as educated on the subject as I normally am when I'm working on something like this, and I just don't feel like doing it any more, not after that much work.
When I got back from school, I slept for 13 hours. x_x
My teachers mostly don't understand my undermotivation and hellish mind, though they're better than last year's. They seem to think I'm a nice enough person with the terrible fault of being a lazy slob...it's not true, usually.
My art teacher views me as a failure as well, as I've been unable to work on my art project because I needed to wait for certain things and then I'm doing it in oils so I can't take it to school. Apparently I don't do anything useful with my time. I'm so sick of feeling like a failure.
STUFF.
I don't think I've got much else to say, so here's another picture of my sundew's flowers.
She opens two at a time sometimes. She's nearly done flowering though...the seeds should be ready any day. Wheeee.
I normally hate Disney- not enough for my brain to occupy itself with. I can't really watch a film or read anything, not even a magazine, without over-analyzing it. Like "this assumes that women-" and "this is symbolic of-" But I remember enjoying this one when I was younger, probably because it was morbid. :D
It was quite nice really. I feel that the movie tries to say something along the lines of "be nice to people who are different, racism is bad etc." Which is nice. And it features a protagonist who is actually ugly and a villain with actual personality and legitimate motives. Plus an epic soundtrack. : D
Even so, it did show that the outcast never gets the girl, instead she goes for the jerks. Which is true. xD There was also one scene where Quasimodo is chained up, being forced to watch Esmerelda get burned alive and the gargoyles are all "ONLY THING HOLDING YOU BACK IS YOUUUU" and it all became very symbolic. It's this idea that the only thing you need to get what you want in life is a POSITIVE ATTITUDE!!! and so the chains were symbolizing his negative attitude and how he BROKE FREE!!!! even though the chains were like. Iron. And multitudinous.
It's also surprising how large of a fanbase Frollo has. I thought he was cool, a rather tragic character, but I didn't think anybody else would.
I plan to read the book, once I've finished with Everything is Illuminated.
In other news, I've had this ancient history essay on Periclean Athens to do. I couldn't make a real start on it for quite some time, because I've been feeling terrible and under-motivated and often greatly dissociated from my body. I often felt like that was no justification for not being work- "Get up you miserable shit and do something." Which made things worse.
I stayed up all night on Thursday night, as it was due Friday. I worked on it for 12 or so hours. I had to change the subject partway through. I ingested so much caffeine I became dehydrated. I was fucking hardcore.
I didn't finish.
It sucked.
Luckily, no one else in the class had really finished, so the deadline is extended until Monday...
I'm not confident about this, the essay will still be terrible. I'm not as educated on the subject as I normally am when I'm working on something like this, and I just don't feel like doing it any more, not after that much work.
When I got back from school, I slept for 13 hours. x_x
My teachers mostly don't understand my undermotivation and hellish mind, though they're better than last year's. They seem to think I'm a nice enough person with the terrible fault of being a lazy slob...it's not true, usually.
My art teacher views me as a failure as well, as I've been unable to work on my art project because I needed to wait for certain things and then I'm doing it in oils so I can't take it to school. Apparently I don't do anything useful with my time. I'm so sick of feeling like a failure.
STUFF.
I don't think I've got much else to say, so here's another picture of my sundew's flowers.
She opens two at a time sometimes. She's nearly done flowering though...the seeds should be ready any day. Wheeee.