Sunday, January 30, 2011

Deep in Dreamland

I recently had a very intense dream, which was nice since lately all my dreams have been light and shadowy. Unfortunately, I lost some of the details in waking up and recording the dream. I still do remember the basic gist of the dream though. I had been walking through a field, singing. As I walked and sang though I was transported through places. It was not as if I was actually walking from place to place but as if they zoomed by me. Somehow this was all connected to my singing. At first, I was walking through the field, then a waterfall, an empty artist's studio, a still forest, a house at Christmas, an old soda fountain, etc. All these places I visited in the beginning were pleasant and happy and made me content. But as I went on they got worse. I reached places that were not particularly bad, yet the people and things there were not happy or satisfied. Lastly, I reached the places that were awful. People starving, kids crying, fights, death, war, and destruction were in these last places. The end of the dream seemed to go on and on forever, much longer than the happier portion of my dream journey. And when it seemed that I could not bear to go on, I did. I walked and walked and sang and sang. My voice was not light and strong anymore, it was hoarse and barely a whisper. My feet dragged. But I did not stop. I couldn't. There was something that stopped me from relenting and kept me going. And somehow I woke up much later. I do not know what caused me to wake up or how the dream ended except that I couldn't keep walking and singing in the dream. I literally could not, but something or someone forced me to go on.

What pieces of my dream might have meant.
walking--To dream that you are walking with ease, signifies a slow, but steady progress toward your goals. You are moving through life in a confident manner. Consider your destination.
To dream that you have difficulties walking, indicates that you are reluctant and hesitant in proceeding forward in some situation. You may also be trying to distance yourself from certain life experiences.  The difficulty in walking is a reflection of your current situation and the obstacles that you are experiencing.
singing--To sing in your dream, represents happiness, harmony and joy in some situation or relationship. You are uplifting others with your positive attitude and cheerful disposition. Singing is a way to celebrate, communicate, embrace and express your feelings.


interpretation bits from dreammoods.com

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Halfway Done!

I've had so much fun as a freshman at JC. Midterms are now over and we are starting semester 2 and quarter 3. In English class, we are still doing awesome stuff. We are finishing up reading A Midsummers Night's Dream and will soon start the book Into the Wild. I now am taking Intro to Drawing in school and it seems like it will be a super class. I've come to understand that midterms at JC are not hard if you manage your time and pay attention in class. Also, I find that I constantly enjoy classes that teach me life skills and make me feel like I am truly learning something important. these classes include English and AP Human Geography. I do not think that I have changed much as a person since the beginning of the year, but I have started to think more about my beliefs and test them against my morals. In this way I have learned more about myself and my identity.
I've also been reading a lot out of school. I read Sing Me to Sleep by Angela Morrison recently and loved it. It was even better than her other book Taken by Storm, which was very well written. I highly recommend this book, but beware that it is extremely sad. On the other hand I read Airhead and Being Nikki by Meg Cabot and I can't wait to grab the third book in the series, Runaway, from the library. Some readers brush Meg off as just being a chick lit writer and her books are often compared to such as that of the Gossip Girl series, but she should not be underestimated so. Her writing has substance and the plots are strong and good. Plus, her books are always funny and have very original ideas. One of the other books I read and recommend is Brightly Woven by Alexandra Bracken, which was a great fantasy book, though admittedly not all that memorable. It reminded me slightly of a toned down Kristin Cashore book. Next I think I'll read Salvaged by Stefne Miller.

Friday, January 14, 2011

The Anticlimax

In Paper Towns by John Green, Quentin lives under the radar—quietly being a bystander in his own life, that is when Margo Roth Spiegelman is not taking him on adventurous night escapades (which admittedly is not very often). Quentin is a cautious guy, even a little shy, but he is enamored of Margo, a fact that changes up his life in a multitude of ways, in retrospect and at the present. He begins to understand and explore the many disappointments of the real world and the truth of Margo as he searches for her.
            Quentin is what many think of as an average teenage boy, but there is much more to him than that. He is introverted and has many deep thoughts about important subjects that people pass over without a care. He does not take things for their appearance; he leans in for a closer look and can sometimes be analytical. Likewise, he has some less flattering traits yet, they are very much a part of him. He is often very anxious and scared, to a point beyond what many believe males should outwardly show. But in this way, he shows that he is not overly self-conscience and is extremely honest. And while he may be wary of trouble he is never afraid to speak his thoughts. At one point Margo, his neighbor says to her father, “‘I’m just trying to have a chat with Quentin. You’re always telling me what a fantastic influence he could be on me and everything’” (Green 27). This indicates that many adults think well of Quentin and his behavior. Later on Margo also comments that Quentin is “‘…a very anxious person…’” (32). Overall, Quentin is very thoughtful and honest. Also, he is always planning for the future and being cautious and thinking about the consequences of his actions.
            One day as children, Margo and Quentin decide to ride their bikes to the park. When they arrive they find an unmoving man slumped against a tree. “He was encircled by blood; a half-dried fountain of it poured out of his mouth. The mouth open in a way mouths generally shouldn’t be. Flies at rest on his pale forehead. ‘He’s dead.’ Margo said, as if I couldn’t tell.” (5). This scares them at first and they rush home to tell their parents and they give it some thought. But overall they do not really think of the dead man as ever being alive and so they stop thinking of him. After hurrying home, Margo comes to visit Quentin with her conclusion, “‘I think I maybe know why,’ she finally said. ‘Why?’ ‘Maybe all the strings inside of him broke…”(8).  At the time Margo was only seven, nonetheless her words about death would stay with Quentin for a long time. They would come back to haunt him again and again until he understood and they rang true.
            The second major event that changed Quentin forever was his late-night venture with Margo. They drive to their friends and enemies homes and they reveal the truth about these people. They take revenge or they thank the people depending upon the situation. They break and enter into many houses and buildings. These also include the Suntrust building, one of the tallest in the area. From there they take a few moments to relax and contemplate the town they live in, “‘You see how fake it all is. It’s not even hard enough to be made out of plastic. It’s a paper town…All the things paper-thin and paper-frail. And all the people too.’” (57-58). This was Margo’s reason for their journey that night. After making a few more stops they head home. When they are parting Quentin hints at getting together soon. Margo says, “‘I’m afraid it’s not possible,’ she whispered. She let go then, but kept looking at me, taking step after step backward.” (81). The next day Margo is missing, however she has left without telling her parents before so after a few days have passed , they have given up hope and decided against letting her come back into their home if she returns. Quentin, on the other hand, will not give up hope. He has been in love with Margo his whole life and is not about to let her go when he was closer than ever.
            Through Margo and Quentin’s nightly escapade Quentin became more confident. He starts to get that danger will find him sometimes and that he should not always worry, but live out his life because at some point he is going to die. Quentin looks back upon the death he and Margo witnessed as children and he makes his own comparison,
“‘…each of starts out as a watertight vessel. And these things happen—these people leave us, or don’t love us, or don’t get us, or we don’t get them and we lose and fail and hurt one another. And the vessel starts to crack open in places. And I mean, yeah, once the vessel cracks open, the end becomes inevitable’” (302).  
He figures out that Margo was right about the city being fake and he realizes he must find something real and substantial for himself. When he understands that this could be Margo she is already gone. After his quest for her ends and he finds her, he must face the truth about her. For his whole life he dreamed about her, but truly she was just another person. When he finds this out he gets that while she had a great personality, she is not very different than anyone else. He understands that Margo had to leave to get away from it all and Quentin comes to know that leaving is okay.  Furthermore he knows that they are both headed in different directions—him to college and Margo on her own quest. He wants to be with her, but Quentin recognizes that they have to do what they need for themselves first.
           
            Quentin and Margo do not want to part ways, but for their own dreams they must. Quentin and the reader learn that life isn’t fair in this way. He discovers that leaving is not always a bad thing. Moreover he must live in the moment for bad times and eventually death will come. John Green weaves a wonderful tale of drawbacks and frustrations that are looked upon with prevailing hope in Paper Towns.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

Extraordinary by Nancy Werlin (my November reading)

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Review: In seventh grade, when she meets the new girl, Phoebe considers herself normal--not extraordinary in the least. But as she becomes friends with Mallory and she grows into herself, Phoebe grows to be stronger and and much more than ordinary. When Ryland, Mallory's older brother comes into the picture, Phoebe's friendship with Mallory starts to change and mystical happenings surround this trio. This fantastical novel will keep you interested and will enthrall you in the emotions and conflict of the story.
Rating: 9 on a scale from 1-10
Progress: Done
Similar to this book: Impossible by Nancy Werlin, Wicked Lovely series (Wicked Lovely, Ink Exchange, Fragile Eternity, and Radiant Shadows) by Melissa Marr

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Codename: O. Henry

We recently read "The Last Leaf" by O. Henry in class and are currently doing a background check. 
  • real name: William Sydney Porter
  • born- September 11, 1862 in Greensboro, North Carolina
  • when not writing he was a :
    • ranch hand
    • bookkeeper
    • bank teller
    • editor of The Rolling Stone
  • time in jail- a little over three years(1898-1901) for embezzling a bank
    • received the maximum reduction of time for good behavior
  • famous for- surprise endings or use of dramatic irony
  • has an award named after him that is given annually to the author who has the best stories printed in American magazines 
  • married Sara Coleman but she was never fully healthy and died in 1897
    • had a child with her but it died in infancy
  • after jail sentence went to New York city in an effort to get away from his past
  • remarried to a childhood sweetheart, but the marriage was a failure 
  • became an alcoholic at the end of his life
  • died-June 5, 1910 in New York City

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Baby Blue

Blue is a color used in “The Masque of the Red Death” by Edgar Allen Poe to symbolize birth. It is the color of the first, most eastern room in Prince Prospero’s castle. Prince Prospero first sees the intruder in this room and this is where the chase begins. This sanctuary of cerulean and azure represents the start of life and the welcoming of a new being into the world.
            The color blue can mean many different things, but it often stands for freshness and new life.  True blue makes one think of a clear sky first thing in the morning, a stream bubbling on its way to the open ocean, and buds of flowers, such as delphiniums and irises. The ebony clock is the quietest in this room, since is the farthest from the source of the sound, yet you can still hear it chime on the hour.  Blue is a primary color and therefore a building block for many other colors. From it sprouts green, a color of energy that comes with being young, and purple, a pigment that represents youth and playfulness. Blue epitomizes beginnings and the water essential to life. It is a calm color meant to sooth restless and wailing souls. It tells of loyalty and trust, faith and sincerity. It is a pure shade that exemplifies innocence and truth.
            Blue is the color of a newborn baby’s eyes. I know this because I was at the birth of my little sister, Chloe. She was a mess in her first few moments of life. She was scrawny, naked, and covered in shiny, white goo that made her look unnaturally pale. She had only taken a few breaths, so there was not enough oxygen in her small appendages making them appear slightly blue. In the next few hours she would be cleaned up, washed off, and swaddled in a blanket—making her rosy and clean without the marks of birth on her. Blue is very important to “The Masque of the Red Death” because without this color or that particular room, the Prince and The Red Death would have no starting point and the events of the story might not have happened. The blue embodies the beginning of life and newness. I experienced the role blue plays in birth, when I met my younger sister for the first time. It does not matter if its cobalt, indigo, aqua, or sapphire, blue represents life and bringing fresh souls into the world.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Halloween costumes

For Halloween I dressed up as Katniss Everdeen from The Hunger Games (see book review). I wore her wedding dress partially changed into the Mockingjay dress from the interview in Catching Fire. My little sister went as a butterfly.