The tree said, “I wish I could be a different kind of tree.”
Well, this sure is overdue. I’m going to make it a lightening post, and hopefully this will get me back in the swing of it. My life’s been fairly uneventful. Over winter break I saw Juno. I thought it was pretty amazing. The writing was extremely intelligent, the acting was good, as was the directing and costuming, and the soundtrack (which I downloaded immediately) was one of the best I’d heard in quite a while. My local newspaper’s film critic gave it a bad review because she claimed that it “confused” the already complicated and unfortunate situation of teen pregnancy by depicting it in a way that in no manner resembles the actual experience. While I agree that teen pregnancy is undoubtedly nothing like the movie, I feel that the critic was letting personal moral standards interfere with her disinterested evaluation of the film.
For Christmas I got, among other things, and incredibly nice pair of headphones (which I am now using to listen to Sgt. Pepper’s). I feel kind of bad because they must have been very expensive, but they are absolutely amazing for just about anything–low frequencies are excellent, high ones shine, classical music is beautiful, and rock songs reveal details I didn’t know where there before. For my birthday, my family bought me a wollemi pine through National Geographic. It may not seem like a big deal to get a two-year-old pine tree for a gift, but this is no ordinary tree. The Wollemia nobilis has been thought to be extinct for thousands of years. Then, in 1994 an intrepid explorer found fewer than 100 mature trees in the wild growing in a valley outside of Sydney, Australia. Since then, a preservation effort has been underway, part of which is selling young trees to reduce the chance that an unfortunate accident could wipe out the species. Anyway, it’s an incredible plant. You should check out the official page for the distribution company or the Wikipedia page.
Hopefully more regular updates this coming month…
Their shiny, bright standards are waving.
Wow, a lot since the last post, not the least of which was the trip to Florida for the Vandy/Gators game two weekends ago. The 15 hour overnight dive each way was hard. I don’t sleep well on buses, and I’d hardly slept at all the week previous. I didn’t sleep much Friday night either because we had to get up at 5:30 on Saturday morning. It was all worth it though to spend Friday in the Magic Kingdom. We saw the whole thing and rode pretty much all of the rides. There were a lot of people there, somewhat surprisingly, but none of the lines were very long (I think the longest was 20 min.). That night we ate dinner at Planet Hollywood in Downtown Disney. They had one of the original suits from the movie Tron hanging on the wall, which was awesome. If you haven’t seen that movie, then you need to. Then we stopped by the Ghirardelli store and got some of the most delicious chocolate ice cream ever. The game on Saturday was extremely disappointing. I was, in fact, embarrassed to be associated with Vanderbilt. Our team was just awful. Anyway, I spent the last week recovering from that trip and the previous week.
This past weekend I saw the Vanderbilt Theater production of The Tempest. I’ve been working on the costumes for it for the past month. It was great to finally see them finished and in use. The production was great (aside from the amazing costumes). A few people from my theater class were in it, including the writer for my group for the play that is our theater final. Unfortunately, I have to write a paper on the production for Friday.
I also have a revision for my second Faulkner paper due Thursday. I was supposed to have gotten my professor’s edits to the first draft last Thursday, but I accidentally slept through class (the first one of the semester!). So I’m going to get the paper tomorrow instead. This means that I have two days to edit it, rather than seven. I think this paper is going to need a lot of revising, too. Also, I have to sign up for classes by Friday. I have no idea what I want to take, and I still don’t have the adviser code that allows me to sign up. I’ll get it pulled together somehow.
Meanwhilst, I have poems to edit before a meeting with my poetry professor tomorrow to discuss how I’m doing in the class so far. I’m somewhat nervous because we literally only get one grade in the class; the final one on a portfolio of eight of our poems. I have to make sure all of my poems are flawless before I submit them; I really need a 3.5 in my English classes.
The Tron suit:
The movements were beautiful all in your ovaries.
Two weekends ago was Fall Break for Vanderbilt. I went home and ended up doing pretty much nothing, which was a great break for me. I saw The Nightmare Before Christmas in 3D with my sister an mom. It was really cool, and put me in the Halloween mood. I stopped by school, and sat in on band rehearsal. They were playing pieces I remembered from my sophomore year, so it was sort of nostalgic for me. I also visited the lady at the costume shop and showed her the Tsukasa outfit I made for ACen last year. I also said hi to Mr. Bleck; it was good to see him again.
Kevin, Alexa, Sarah, Jessica, and I went to The Rocky Horror Picture Show Saturday at midnight. Sarah and Jessica were RHPC virgins, so that was fun. When we got there, the show was sold out, even though we were there an hour early. I ended up walking up and down the line to get in that had formed outside asking if people wanted to sell their tickets. Most people ignored me, and I got cat calls from others. Somehow we were able to piece together five tickets at a reasonable price. We had a great time, though my feet hurt horribly by the end of the night.
This week has been/is crazy for me. I had a philosophy paper due on Monday. I also had a theater test on Monday which I had 5 hours of sleep for, due to the philosophy paper. I had a villanelle due this morning. I have a Faulkner paper due Thursday. This week sort of sucks for me.
On a positive note, however, the band is going with the football team to Florida for the game this weekend. We leave Thursday night and will get in early Friday. Since the game isn’t until Saturday, we have all of Friday free. This means Disney World, the happiest place on Earth. Honestly, that’s what’s getting me through this week. I’m so excited.
Welcome to Plan B.
Okay, well, several things since last post. Two weeks ago we finally had a weekend off from band, which was refreshing. I didn’t end up doing much, but it was good to have a relaxing weekend. We watched Sphere. I had forgotten how good it was. I think the book is even better, though. I would highly recommend both of them. This weekend we watched The Breakfast Club, one of the great 80’s coming-of-age films. It was filmed at a high school near my home town, and the final shot of Bender walking across the football field was filmed at my high school’s stadium.
Next weekend is the Vanderbilt Marching Invitational where the Spirit of Gold hosts a high school marching competition. The event is run entirely by SOG students, and the money we make goes to our scholarship. It should be a lot of work, but a lot of fun. We’re required to work half the day, and TBS people have to work the whole day. I’m not in TBS, but I signed up for the whole day in a desperate attempt to garner as many brownie points as I can in my quest to become drum major next year.
Unfortunately I had to miss rehearsal on Friday. It was the only rehearsal I’ve missed so far, and I haven’t been late to any. Anyway, I missed it because I went to hear Salman Rushdie speak. He was incredibly articulate (as one might hope) and very funny. He had some interesting things to say on the role of the author in the 21st century. It was interesting to see how his opinions were informed by his own situation and literary history.
During the Q&A:
Audience member: “How do you think one should cultivate an appreciation for literature?”
Salman Rushdie: “Well, reading helps.”
Reading: Light in Ausust (still) William Faulkner
As I Lay Dying William Faulkner
Midnight’s Children Salman Rushdie
Norwegian Wood Haruki Murakami
Listening to: Five Iron Frenzy



