Thursday, October 21, 2010

Class 10/21 & Thoughts That Have Come To Me

"Wow the lighting is all like magical right now" -LYS
..something about reality hunger
Future national book award winner, maybe.
Rule five has been -~~---~~_~_~ cancelled.

Quiz:
1. Why is Jorge monoracial?
- Jorge's parents are of the same race...they met during an all same race dating forum. They were both quiet and shy, so they were instantly drawn to one another and they decided right then and there that they would have a monoracial child together. I don't know how they're doing now...probably pretty well, I would assume, or they could not be doing well and then I'd feel bad...They're doing well.
Jorge's a silly fellow. I think it's because he is only of one race.

2. Why is Todd depressed in only odd numbered years?
- Such a sensitive subject. The poor man has been through so much. How could he not be depressed during the odd numbered years? He is constantly getting is heart broken at the end of every even numbered year and as he is such a sensitive fellow he must take the time to heal. The odd numbered years just fall during this time, unfortunately. I'm hoping one day he'll be happy, but that seems unlikely as he is sort of masochistic and enjoys his odd numbered years the most.

3. Why was the sad girlfriend happy yesterday?
- Her boyfriend stopped being an asshole. This changed her perspective on life, because of course she doesn't want to be with an asshole, she wants to be with a kind soul. She just attracts assholes. But for one day, her beau was actually sweet and pleasant and she took full advantage of that time. Also, she's a panda, and she realized how great it is to be a panda. Almost as great as it is to be....nope, pandas pretty much kick everything else's ass.

Markos almost blew up... There were descending numbers on his forehead. I was scared.

We all got 93's on the quiz! HUZZAHH!!!

He looks like he's trying to sell me something from Apple.
He looks like Shrek.


Nothing to know quite yet. when you know, I'll know.

you know picasso, right? he did some pretty cool shit.

i think i'm fucking up signals. i think all the signals are fucked up. tonight should make it clear.

having no influences is just dumb.

"you're still on your music aren't you?"- rachel
"i'm always on my music."- me

consumming's just so easy... but if you think on the flip side, making those things is the real art, the real hard part.

"i think i have an obsession with food"- rachel
"its derivative so its not that original"

"okay, now i'm just confusing myself"

I need to take more artistic classes. I need to take more intellectual classes. Classes that make me think and aren't so fact based and classes that make me create and imagine and expand my horizons. A few fact based lecture, know this shit classes are great...but I don't find them as rewarding. They don't expand my mind. They don't make me think. They just teach me things that I can find from books if I really want to know. I feel like if I were to research things on my own I'll get more out of that then someone telling me those same things in class. As opposed to reading theory and literature and seeing art and watching films and devouring these things and changing my perspective and then talking to people about those things, their experiences, their thoughts and changing mine...not to fit theirs but to appreciate theirs and to complete mine.


i'm so aware of how many people are going to read this.
like david shields I'm really into myself.
i'm catering my writing to my two readers
are you writing for an audience or are you writing for yourself.
if you are writing for yourself, or if your not, it becomes more performance based.
i don't feel like performance is a bad thing...but you have to embrace it.
a lot of stuff about writing is supposed to be...universal truths.

do i have to dive across the table? because i will.

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