Friday, October 31, 2008

Wow

How do people get into college? Much less graduate from MIDDLE SCHOOL. I wrote that way as a 5th grader, thanks.
Let me show you writing samples.

This sentence concludes a paragraph:
"There is one instance where Yunior has some sort of power of Magdalena during their anniversary trip; it has something to do with her body also."
This essay is entirely summary. At this point, you shouldn't even try passing it off as one. This essay has two of the same body paragraph, basically. This essay has no conclusion.

This is a paragraph written by one of my peers.
"Throughout the story Maxine is faced with the difficulty of the Chinese language and conforming to the American ways of speaking, acting, and learning. In the story her father says, 'Why is it I can hear Chinese from blocks away? Is it they talk loud?' Thus stating that there is obviously a difference between the Chinese language and American language or the way they converse because he doesn’t hear English like he hears Chinese. In this story, Maxine shows the Chinese gaining power through speaking to one another by raising their voice and speaking loudly over other people or things. She displays some resemblance through Americans in her quote, 'You can see the disgust on American faces looking at women like that.' Maxine shows how Americans don’t use their language as a power between one another. This is a power that Chinese lose when conforming to the American way of life. They must conform to the quietness that is said to be different between the languages leaving the Chinese feeling powerless. Because they feel they must conform in all aspects they lose so much power that they end up being quieter than Americans and are heard less leaving room to be harassed by other Americans."
Let me clarify a few things. The father encounters a bunch of Chinese people shouting at each other in conversation while standing next to each other. Clearly he'd be able to hear the Chinese louder than English.
Chinese people in the story don't gain power by speaking loudly to each other. They gain power through being able to speak at Chinese school, as opposed to being silent in American school. They don't really even gain power because of that; they go right back to conforming. Some power gain, right? The quote about the Americans' disgust is used out of context. Not to mention it makes no sense. The Americans are all WTF! about Chinese people speaking obnoxiously loud, but the quote is irrelevant. Then the author goes on to argue about how Americans don't use language as power. This is why there are so many people who verbally abuse others. No, of course their language is not why some pussy ass bitch got hurt. This is why you can tear people new assholes on internet chat forums. Of course, they are not using LANGUAGE. They're just sticking their fists through the monitor and uppercutting the idiot. This is why you write essays. You are definitely not trying to use your power to persuade others to see your point.

I digress. I am past the point of analyzing how terrible these all are; but being Monta Vista students & smart people, I'm sure you can see what the fuck is going on.
Seriously though, these people don't know what a THESIS is. They don't know how to conclude an essay. They don't know how to analyze. They can't even write a coherent and cohesive paragraph. They can't even quote correctly or effectively.
I hope they drop out and die. Fuck. This has been such a waste of my time.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

High School Musical 3

I love it. I'm not going to lie. I saw it last Friday with E-Miller and it was awesome. SO much better than High School Musical, and High School Musical 2 (absolute shit, btw). The music is catchy as hell, but most of all, the choreography is AMAZING. Holy shit, I wish I could dance. And of course, I love romantical cheesiness.
But seriously, I absolutely LOVE Kenny Ortega's work. He's an amazing director and choregrapher. His notable works include "Dirty Dancing", "Ferris Bueller's Day Off", the opening & closing ceremonies for the Atlanta Olympics, and "Newsies", which is how I was "introduced" to him. He also did HSM 1 & 2, but holyyyyy shit, 3 is glorious.
Troy & Gabriella have this waltzy piece on top of the school roof to "Can I Have this Dance", and it is absolutely spectacular!!! I don't know much about dancing, but I know that when I get married, I am SO doing a choreographed dance of immense, breathtaking, awe-inspiring proportions.
Then some of the Senior Year High School Musical numbers are also spectacular like the "A Night to Remember" prom piece. It's cool. I don't know how else to describe it. Also, the costuming is kind of ridiculous, but I really like Gabriella's dress.
And the last bit of choreography I loved was Troy & Chad's "The Boys are Back" dance in the junkyard. Definitely epic. :) They are so adorable! And I loved the two little kids in it as a flashback from when they were kids.

One thing, however, doesn't line up. Troy and Chad keep talking about playing basketball for the U of A which everyone assumes to be the University of Arizona. I mean, that's the most popular U of A. Except the audience finds out that it's the University of Alburquerque. WTF! At the end of the musical/movie, Troy is forced to make a decision about where he's going to college, and he announces UC Berkeley. WTF!! Is that really even a difficult choice to make? Berkeley versus some nearly unknown school? In addition, the University of Albuquerque doesn't even exist! It closed in 1986. I looked it up on Wikipedia. WTF! Now some kids are going to be like omg, I want to go to the U of A to see Chad or whatever, and when they go to apply, they will be HEARTBROKEN. Lame. Except not really. It doesn't affect me in any way.

If you think about it, High School Musical and High School Musical 3 are both very postmodern. It calls attention that it is a musical within a musical. You have people breaking out of the status quo, ie. nerds being dancers, jocks being musical stars, nerds dating jocks. It's very fragmented; storylines don't really connect, but it kind of makes sense as a whole! The whole postmodern she-bang! I love Scotty Catrette.

This is exciting. A light-hearted post for once.

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

Private

I had people snooping in on this so I made it private. Oh joy! I love my roommates so much (right now?).
This is for my friends to read, and I don't feel like having my privacy invaded by people who are not my friends trying to figure out what is going on. I need my space, and my own time to calm down before I try to attempt to solve this. Otherwise I will keep being my angry, bitchy self and shit won't be nice. Fuck.
I hate college.
Also I guess I am a bad person for spontaneous combustion-ly venting how I feel on something I do not really expect people other than my friends to read, right? Because that is definitely not something that I would be doing if I were at home with everyone. Or just with everyone in general. If I wish really hard, will the kind beings up above plop a handle of Jagermeister, my most favorite liquor ever, or perhaps even tequila, my second favorite, in front of me? I hope so because I need massive, massive, insane quantities of it right now.

Thievery

This morning I woke up to an URGENT: Kresge Security Alert email about people stealing other people's things out of apartments at Kresge and various other residence halls. And I quote, "It
appears that the thief (or thieves) gained entry through unsecured
windows or doors. In one report, the thief entered while students were
in another room within an apartment."
My roommates don't care to keep our door locked because they don't want to put forth the effort of getting their keys out. Do you see the conflict there?
I really like my stuff. Like I really like it. Even though it might not be worth a lot, or anything at all, but I really like it. I don't want my stuff stolen. I get bitched at for locking the door when I leave because "we know all the people in our apartment and we'd be able to tell if they had our things." Yeah, what about the people we DON'T KNOW in our apartment? Like friends or whatever. Last night, I went out of my room to a living room filled with noisy people that I've never seen before. What about them?
Call me paranoid, but I don't trust anyone. I don't trust people with my deep thoughts, emotions, so why would I trust people with all of my belongings? I can't even bring myself to tell people why I'm upset or whatever. I would love to keep my door unlocked and think that everyone is good and pure, that if I leave a hundred dollars sitting on top of my desk, it will still be there when I return. Unfortunately, society has progressed away from those days where it was somewhat okay to do that, and okay to leave your door open whether or not I was in the room/apartment.

In case you couldn't tell from the nature of the last two posts and this one, yes, I am having roommate issues.

I Try

really hard to be nice, but some things just don't cut it sometimes. I don't stand for that, so I will be an inconsiderate bitch when I feel like it, and when I want to be.
What are you going to do about it? Nothing. Because you are being inconsiderate bitches as well. Suck on that.

Monday, October 27, 2008

I Miss

home, and the way things used to be: normal.
I can't handle this shit. I hate college.

Good Habits

I've developed some since I got to college.
1. Working out frequently. Yay, this is awesome because I'm not getting fat. I'm actually getting skinnier. Plus my butt looks nicer, and so do my legs. In addition, I pretty much walk everywhere unless it is dark. Then I take the bus.
2. Eating little to no junk food. Also, yay! No freshman fifteen. Halloween is ruining this though. I have a bag of mini Reeses' Peanut Butter Cups in my desk. YUM. My favorite. Also work ruins this too because sometimes I just need a fatty sugar kick.
3. Eating consistent, not junky meals. I eat a lot of salad, and small portions of yummy, but less healthy stuff. Also, I always find funny leaves and bugs in my salad. Hopefully, I haven't eaten any of those unknowingly.
4. Flossing my teeth. I don't want no cavities. Plus salad gets stuck in my teeth a lot. Or just food in general.
5. Getting 8 hours of sleep every night. Okay, I've kind of been failing at this one, but I'm working on getting it back. Sometimes other things just take precedent over sleep.

Go me! Haha.