| Friday: Sleepover with friends, watched Across the Universe. Major themes of the night included hilarity and lack of sleep.
Saturday: Can't remember.
Sunday: Hung out with my mom and went to small group.
Monday: Began watching The Godfather II with my brother. I wish I was as cool as Robert Deniro and Al Pacino.
Tuesday: Finished The Godfather II, went shopping with my mom.
Wednesday: Stephen Colbert Day. I have invested several hours into reading articles, watching videos, and looking at pictures of Stephen Colbert. It's good to be productive.
More exciting and off the wall adventures to come. |
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| Making new friends, spending time with old friends, rocking out to Billy Joel in my car, watching an inspiring movie at the theatre, watching my loves Conan and Stephen, having hope for my future, and falling in love with Jesus all over again. |
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| "Perhaps down in his heart Okonkwo was not a cruel man. But his whole life was dominated by fear, the fear of failure and of weakness. It was deeper and more intimate than the fear of evil and capricious gods and of magic, the fear of the forest, and of the forces of nature, malevolent, red in tooth and claw. Okonkwo's fear was greater than these. It was not external but lay deep within himself."
-"Things Fall Apart" by Chinau Achebe, page 13
In an unrelated topic, don't you love my new backround? 
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| I've started reading "The Perks of Being a Wallflower." I'm pretty sure it falls under the stream-of-consciousness writing style, which I'm a big fan of. You get an interesting look at the psyche of a character who is obviously very confused and damaged, without being jaded or disturbing. The language is very direct and honest without being too blunt or cynical. I don't read a lot of modern books, but I assume that straightforwardness is going to be a big characteristic of works to come.
The short story I'm writing now is in second person stream-of-consciousness. If I were ever to publish something it would need to be completely original. This desire to write something amazing--something or originality and substance--is like a barely formed dream. It can't quite be a dream yet because I've never faced any opposition to it or felt the temporary pain of defeat. I think that's when you decide something is a goal and not just a fleeting fancy.
Also, I've decided I don't like it when my Xanga posts are so serious and (supposedly) insightful, so I thought I'd post something humorous down here. Sadly, I'm not great at the humor thing, so if you could pretend this is funny that'd be great. Just laugh out loud. There ya go. |
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| Commence with your congratulations. |
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