the ghost of you lingers
the spoon show was beautiful. stina and i were right up at the front, and the duct tape on the edge of the stage made my fingertips sticky. they played don't make me a target and i could not ask for more.
we did a lot this weekend and i felt that it was all very significant as it was happening. i don't think i can describe it in detail. but for the most part i was reminded of where i've been and how far i've come. i recognize the importance of appreciating my friendships. the importance of being sincere and genuine. i really can't remember a time where i felt more satisfied than i do now.
what can i say. this weekend i remembered a lot of things that i haven't thought about for months. it's one of those hairy situations where i just want to be careful. people aren't very careful when they should be.
we watched the darjeeling limited on sunday night and i wanted to cry. i've never seen a more visually intense, beautiful, and personally appropriate film.
yesterday professor morrison kicked my ass. we were discussing pride & prejudice, which i found uninteresting, especially compared to the marriage of heaven & hell. someone pointed out that p&p doesn't deal with major social issues. it doesn't look outside of the lives of the spoiled rich whose only problem is getting married. then professor morrison asked us a question. "what do you think about and worry about more on an average day: finding someone you're compatible with that you can fall in love with, or social issues like famine and aids?" obviously, nobody answered. nobody wants to acknowledge that about him or herself. with that one question, morrison changed my mind about p&p. because it's easy to get behind someone like blake, someone who talks about social issues that are so obviously serious, but austen subtly shows us something that we don't want to see in ourselves. and i am all about seeing what you didn't want to see in yourself. and i seriously appreciate subtlety.
so while i had a great time at u of t this weekend and felt jealous of stina's house and her neighbourhood and her lifestyle, i'm infinitely grateful to have profs at queens who seriously school me.
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we did a lot this weekend and i felt that it was all very significant as it was happening. i don't think i can describe it in detail. but for the most part i was reminded of where i've been and how far i've come. i recognize the importance of appreciating my friendships. the importance of being sincere and genuine. i really can't remember a time where i felt more satisfied than i do now.
what can i say. this weekend i remembered a lot of things that i haven't thought about for months. it's one of those hairy situations where i just want to be careful. people aren't very careful when they should be.
we watched the darjeeling limited on sunday night and i wanted to cry. i've never seen a more visually intense, beautiful, and personally appropriate film.
yesterday professor morrison kicked my ass. we were discussing pride & prejudice, which i found uninteresting, especially compared to the marriage of heaven & hell. someone pointed out that p&p doesn't deal with major social issues. it doesn't look outside of the lives of the spoiled rich whose only problem is getting married. then professor morrison asked us a question. "what do you think about and worry about more on an average day: finding someone you're compatible with that you can fall in love with, or social issues like famine and aids?" obviously, nobody answered. nobody wants to acknowledge that about him or herself. with that one question, morrison changed my mind about p&p. because it's easy to get behind someone like blake, someone who talks about social issues that are so obviously serious, but austen subtly shows us something that we don't want to see in ourselves. and i am all about seeing what you didn't want to see in yourself. and i seriously appreciate subtlety.
so while i had a great time at u of t this weekend and felt jealous of stina's house and her neighbourhood and her lifestyle, i'm infinitely grateful to have profs at queens who seriously school me.
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