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sometimes i really hate that i have a livejournal, even though i primarily use it as a means of procrastination.
thoughts for today:
if nothing else, high school has taught me how to pull an all-nighter the right way. While I am incredibly sleep deprived and would like nothing more than to crawl into bed for a few days, i am very consciouss that this will be the last time i do this thing i've been doing at the end of the mod for years and years and years.
to do:
1. 6 one-page papers on the nature of protest
2. 1 one-page reflection on a class i feel like i've barely been to
3. 1 paper on "pedagogy of the oppressed"
4. assemble writing portfolio
5. write a one-page reflection for advanced writing
6. every single homework assigned for assemblage this mod (no joke).
which means.....hazelnut coffee & spontaneous solo danceparties to wake myself up. lots of cigarettes smoked just for the sake of doing something other than staring at this screen. probably a few cracked-out 4am poems that will somehow make their ways into my writing portfolio.
mod break! art/capstone picnics in the back lawn with music and paints and maybe the occasional joint. perhaps a party, but mostly just me, mostly just sitting and thinking and cleaning my room and coming to some kind of conclusion about my life at this very moment in time.
and after that things get a bit hazy because i am really incapable of thinking beyond my capstone presentation.
7th mod senior year:
environmental sculpture
world war II through english poetry (unless something better comes up)
african dance (whatwhat?!?!)
rec frisbee
after wednesday of next week highschool is basically over for me.
uhhhhh?
things i've learned this mod:
i've learned about personal symbolism and the value (for me) of writing a ton, even if it doesn't make any sense what i write, before i start on an art piece if it's supposed to mean something. iv've learned what it takes to really piss off ted munter and ive learned that basically i can never let myself get old and that short prose is a lot better suited for me than straight-up poetry, that it's important not to fuck up my lyrical style with youtful cliches, that i like spoken word. I now know how to roll the perfect cigarette. I've learned that joseph cornell is awesome and that i want to keep a million files (dossiers?) about everything in little manilla folders in my studio that i don't quite have yet. I've learned that public enemy is awesome and that sometimes it's okay to give up on things that don't work for you, i've thought about oppression as an objective thing and saw protest in an entirely different way, free at least for a bit from my preconceptions based on boston marches & rallys & obnoxious people. I've learned about forgiving people and starting whole new relationships that are baggage-free and lovely, I've learned what doors are left unlocked late at night at school. I've learned that in a really roundabout and fucked-up way I am a perfectionist.
and so?
(oh yeah, and i'm going to hampshire, but not after i do the hard thing and work and live and travel and grow up a little bit.)
thoughts for today:
if nothing else, high school has taught me how to pull an all-nighter the right way. While I am incredibly sleep deprived and would like nothing more than to crawl into bed for a few days, i am very consciouss that this will be the last time i do this thing i've been doing at the end of the mod for years and years and years.
to do:
1. 6 one-page papers on the nature of protest
2. 1 one-page reflection on a class i feel like i've barely been to
3. 1 paper on "pedagogy of the oppressed"
4. assemble writing portfolio
5. write a one-page reflection for advanced writing
6. every single homework assigned for assemblage this mod (no joke).
which means.....hazelnut coffee & spontaneous solo danceparties to wake myself up. lots of cigarettes smoked just for the sake of doing something other than staring at this screen. probably a few cracked-out 4am poems that will somehow make their ways into my writing portfolio.
mod break! art/capstone picnics in the back lawn with music and paints and maybe the occasional joint. perhaps a party, but mostly just me, mostly just sitting and thinking and cleaning my room and coming to some kind of conclusion about my life at this very moment in time.
and after that things get a bit hazy because i am really incapable of thinking beyond my capstone presentation.
7th mod senior year:
environmental sculpture
world war II through english poetry (unless something better comes up)
african dance (whatwhat?!?!)
rec frisbee
after wednesday of next week highschool is basically over for me.
uhhhhh?
things i've learned this mod:
i've learned about personal symbolism and the value (for me) of writing a ton, even if it doesn't make any sense what i write, before i start on an art piece if it's supposed to mean something. iv've learned what it takes to really piss off ted munter and ive learned that basically i can never let myself get old and that short prose is a lot better suited for me than straight-up poetry, that it's important not to fuck up my lyrical style with youtful cliches, that i like spoken word. I now know how to roll the perfect cigarette. I've learned that joseph cornell is awesome and that i want to keep a million files (dossiers?) about everything in little manilla folders in my studio that i don't quite have yet. I've learned that public enemy is awesome and that sometimes it's okay to give up on things that don't work for you, i've thought about oppression as an objective thing and saw protest in an entirely different way, free at least for a bit from my preconceptions based on boston marches & rallys & obnoxious people. I've learned about forgiving people and starting whole new relationships that are baggage-free and lovely, I've learned what doors are left unlocked late at night at school. I've learned that in a really roundabout and fucked-up way I am a perfectionist.
and so?
(oh yeah, and i'm going to hampshire, but not after i do the hard thing and work and live and travel and grow up a little bit.)