Man, I really feel for this girl. I feel sorry for her that the man of her dreams is a small shorter little pee-wee then she had imagined. It was like who was being honest. Obviously, not Pete. All that emailing and writing and she lost reality outside in the real world and the white screen with black typed words became her real life reality but it was all make believe. But it sucks though she totally fell in love with this guy and all her hopes and dreams were dumped down the drain when she finally saw this person in real physical life.
Damn, I really wish she had that perfect person she dreamnt of or envisioned while she was keeping this emailing fiasco with AKA PFSLIDER. She deserved somebody who loves her just as much as she loves him
Even though she decided to to L.A. and meet him and have dinner with him she was still in a daze or most likely in a state of disbelief and shock of meeting the real PFSLIDER. She lost totally feelings and all her heart and soul went out to a screen with black letters being typed frantically but in love and all her hopes died when she met someone was below her and not above her (and I mean that in height wise.
Poor Meghan I hope she did find someone who she is madly in love with if not I hope she loves herself even more.
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Re: Vivian Gornick-"On the Bus"
Re: Vivian Gornick-"On the Bus"
This story was interesting it gave me a vivid imagination of what Vivian was going through on the bus with Jewel. I think Vivian felt like she was just there on the bus kind of like she's human and had nothing but white cotton stuffed in here because she probably felt dead, (meaning tired) on the bus and seeing everybody's emotionles tired faces doesn't make you feel any more comfortable.
I was thinking about our discussion in class on this story and I remember bringing up that Jewel really appreciated her listening to her and Vivian was just nonchalantly not feeling like she did anything I'm actually seeing through the eyes of Vivian and it dawned on me the name. Jewel, Jewel was a Jewel on that bus she was a person who had life, vitality, real human emotions and family problems going. She meant something more than the rest of those zombie people on the bus. She radianted life out of her.
Maybe that's why Jewel felt some sort of life force coming out of here.
I know I would want to sit by Jewel on the bus and hear about all her life troubles it's interesting because you know wow there is someone like me who is fucked up too.
This story was interesting it gave me a vivid imagination of what Vivian was going through on the bus with Jewel. I think Vivian felt like she was just there on the bus kind of like she's human and had nothing but white cotton stuffed in here because she probably felt dead, (meaning tired) on the bus and seeing everybody's emotionles tired faces doesn't make you feel any more comfortable.
I was thinking about our discussion in class on this story and I remember bringing up that Jewel really appreciated her listening to her and Vivian was just nonchalantly not feeling like she did anything I'm actually seeing through the eyes of Vivian and it dawned on me the name. Jewel, Jewel was a Jewel on that bus she was a person who had life, vitality, real human emotions and family problems going. She meant something more than the rest of those zombie people on the bus. She radianted life out of her.
Maybe that's why Jewel felt some sort of life force coming out of here.
I know I would want to sit by Jewel on the bus and hear about all her life troubles it's interesting because you know wow there is someone like me who is fucked up too.
Re: Maureen Stanton-"The Zion Papers"
Hmm.... what to say about this one...
I don't know if she really loved him I felt like this was more of a sexual relationship an Adult Sexual Relationship....."Steve used to stand behind me and press my nipples between his fingers clinging like sweaty children, he cupped my breast in his palm like it was a dove.
I just don't see the tenderness the love. I feel a swoosh of bitterness from Maureen maybe the fact he died to young they didn't get married they weren't gonna have any childeren together.
I just don't see a sweet loving couple probably not in their earlier years but now that he is sick with cancer. I don't see much of a change in her. Maybe she never really loved him. I would think with someone who had cancer you would want to be with them every second knowing that he could die any minute and yet she goes into some wacky motels and stay in rooms with people out of thier crazy minds. What was she paranoid about.
On another note, from her excerpts of describing Steve. I actually felt that I just in my mind a scarred face with deep purplish marks on his face. Kinda like Freddy Kruger's.
Maybe where ever Maureen's at maybe she really did love him after all and misses him.
I don't know if she really loved him I felt like this was more of a sexual relationship an Adult Sexual Relationship....."Steve used to stand behind me and press my nipples between his fingers clinging like sweaty children, he cupped my breast in his palm like it was a dove.
I just don't see the tenderness the love. I feel a swoosh of bitterness from Maureen maybe the fact he died to young they didn't get married they weren't gonna have any childeren together.
I just don't see a sweet loving couple probably not in their earlier years but now that he is sick with cancer. I don't see much of a change in her. Maybe she never really loved him. I would think with someone who had cancer you would want to be with them every second knowing that he could die any minute and yet she goes into some wacky motels and stay in rooms with people out of thier crazy minds. What was she paranoid about.
On another note, from her excerpts of describing Steve. I actually felt that I just in my mind a scarred face with deep purplish marks on his face. Kinda like Freddy Kruger's.
Maybe where ever Maureen's at maybe she really did love him after all and misses him.
Re: Robin Black-"The Answer That Increasingly Appeals"
I don't know. I just felt that Robin was confused about herself and Religion and about her father. It doesn't make sense to me. I don't feel that she even has a sense of self. I feel that her husband is more solid and grounded and the one who has control in this relationship. If she was raised growing up learning about the Jewish Faith or religion why doesn't she have her daughter learning about Southern Baptism like Robin did.
I feel that Robin is contemplating on something and I just don't like her sense of questioning the Rabbi, I just don't feel like she needs to. I think she had all the answers within herself about having her daughter doing her Bat Mitvah.
The daughter herself doesn't seemed to enthusiastic anyways about going to Hebrew School. I question why the daughter is going there too?? Did the mother go to Hebrew school, is the dad making her go. I think the daughter would do fine in a regular public school.
Maybe her mom wants her to pick and find out who she is and decide later for herself what Faith and Religion she wants to have. Maybe perhaps Robin is doing the same thing too.
I don't know. I just felt that Robin was confused about herself and Religion and about her father. It doesn't make sense to me. I don't feel that she even has a sense of self. I feel that her husband is more solid and grounded and the one who has control in this relationship. If she was raised growing up learning about the Jewish Faith or religion why doesn't she have her daughter learning about Southern Baptism like Robin did.
I feel that Robin is contemplating on something and I just don't like her sense of questioning the Rabbi, I just don't feel like she needs to. I think she had all the answers within herself about having her daughter doing her Bat Mitvah.
The daughter herself doesn't seemed to enthusiastic anyways about going to Hebrew School. I question why the daughter is going there too?? Did the mother go to Hebrew school, is the dad making her go. I think the daughter would do fine in a regular public school.
Maybe her mom wants her to pick and find out who she is and decide later for herself what Faith and Religion she wants to have. Maybe perhaps Robin is doing the same thing too.
Re: Shitty First Essay
I want everything to be perfect again. I critique myself because I'm afraid you guys are gonna judge me and think something's wrong with me or I'm weird. Or I'm not like your family. Fuck again. Shitty, shitty, shitty essay.
The song in my head that is going through my mental psychosis is: Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells. But, however it's not the words of Jingle Bells. The song that I am singing is : Jingle Bells, Batman smells, Robin laid an egg, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, da, da, da,da ,da,da, da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da doo dey, hey (up an octave).
But for those who don't know the song: Robin laid an egg, The batmobile lost it's wheel and the Joker got a way, hey (up an octave). I'm bored, what to do, what to do.
I love my chihuahua very much she means the world to me.
I'm getting tired but I still have a lot of oomphh in me. I still need to blog my shitty essay, fix up Fermina's school Activity papers, find a picture for my Drama 41-Make-up for Theatre class, get work stuff ready, maybe, get other things ready, get internet things ready. Get something else ready. Take a shower and hopefully be done for the night. Amen
The song in my head that is going through my mental psychosis is: Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells. But, however it's not the words of Jingle Bells. The song that I am singing is : Jingle Bells, Batman smells, Robin laid an egg, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, dah, da, da, da,da ,da,da, da,da,da,da,da,da,da,da doo dey, hey (up an octave).
But for those who don't know the song: Robin laid an egg, The batmobile lost it's wheel and the Joker got a way, hey (up an octave). I'm bored, what to do, what to do.
I love my chihuahua very much she means the world to me.
I'm getting tired but I still have a lot of oomphh in me. I still need to blog my shitty essay, fix up Fermina's school Activity papers, find a picture for my Drama 41-Make-up for Theatre class, get work stuff ready, maybe, get other things ready, get internet things ready. Get something else ready. Take a shower and hopefully be done for the night. Amen
Sunday, September 2, 2007
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