“If I” by Demetri Martin
I just watched the whole 48 minutes of “If I” on Youtube. And I’ve got to say, the man is a genius. I mean, I’d realized this to a certain extent before, but now I know that he’s literally a genius. The first video is here.
What I find particularly amazing are the poems. The first is a poem written entirely out of words on a beer bottle. The second is a 224 word palindrome (having to do with a mailman?).
A surprisingly true youtube comment on one of the videos:
“Sounds like a confession. A long, nerdy, beautiful confession.”
Ahahaha, wow.
I love how when I posted poetry, my blog stats died. Come on, am I the only one who finds art more interesting than the randomness that often inhabits my life? Especially the Brooks poem….ahhhh. I’ve loved it for years, since the first time I read it. (Even though I didn’t fully understand it at the time. Heck, who says that I fully understand it now?)
So. I just found out that Wellesley Volunteers is hosting a Haircut Donation. For the Pantene Pro-V “Beautiful Lengths” program. On my birthday. I am SO TEMPTED.
I’ve donated my hair twice. The second time was for “Beautiful Lengths”, which I trust a lot more than Locks of Love. I was thinking about doing it again after I get back for Spring semester (aka, when it warms up).
Problems with me donating my hair on my birthday:
1. It’s going to get cold. Hair might be useful.
2. I was also thinking about getting a helix piercing. Doing both on the same day might be a little drastic?
3. …this one might be a little vain, but… Brad really likes my long hair, and I told him I wouldn’t cut it until after January.
4. Also kind of strange…my roommate has very short hair and multiple ear piercings. Am I the only one who thinks that it might be weird to randomly start pseudo-looking like my roommate, even if it is completely unintentional?
Good things about donating my hair now:
1. Well, donating is always good.
2. It’s really convenient that I can make such a change on my 18th birthday…it’ll help make the day eventful.
3. There’s less chance of my hair freezing in the winter.
4. It can grow out for a month before I go home…although I’m not sure how much that would be…
Well, I guess I still have two weeks to think it over.
Apparently!
This blog won’t make sense unless you read my last one.
Lawl, talk about coincidences.
According to Maria and some resourcefulness, the girl who has a radio show before me is the same girl that I want to strangle because of her fake polite laugh.
Fantastic.
Random bits.
1. I auditioned for a student run show today with one of the girls from my dorm. I don’t expect to get cast; I only auditioned for my friend Meredith, because she is producing the show, and she wanted more people to audition.
I think a part of me has always wanted to do formal drama, but it’s one of those things that’s hard to start doing (especially when there are people who have been doing it their whole life). I think that’s one of the problems with Wellesley…there are plenty of new things that I am trying, but some things are difficult because others have already mastered them. (i.e. music and drama). I’m not playing clarinet, because I’m not good enough to get free (for credit) lessons. Sometimes I walk past the windows where students are practicing… and I wish I could create. It’s made me realize that if I have a kid, I want them to learn an instrument at an early age. And no, I’m not going to be a super stressful parent…I just want them to be able to create an emotion (if they so choose). Whether it’s through music, art, drama, anything. (Calculus? Ehhhhh.)
2. I tried to get a helix ear piercing two weeks ago to no avail. But I’m going on my 18th birthday.
3. Please tell me that I’m not the only one who feels behind on their studies….I’m doing well in my Econ and English class, but Calculus and Arabic are brutal. I’m glad that I’m taking Calc pass/fail, but then there’s that little voice in the back of my mind that wonders if I will pass. I met with my Arabic TA today, and I think that I’m going to be doing that a lot more in the future.
I don’t know…there’s a lot of resources for students here, which is awesome. Up until now, I haven’t really wanted to use them….it’s really difficult for me to ask for help, especially here I think. It’s not because I’m so proud that I think that I don’t need it (HA), it’s more like…I don’t want to show others that I am not naturally talented at everything. Silly yes, but when you’re at a school where everyone is more/just as intelligent as you, your ego acts strangely.
4. Our campus is beautiful. Ahhh, the fall leaves. I really need to start carrying my camera around with me.
Anyway, now it’s time for me to stop procrastinating on calculus….
Calm before the storm
Maybe I’m biased, but I think that it’s important to take life a moment at a time.
Yes, it’s true: I do have a calculus midterm tomorrow at 8:30 in the morning. I also have a paper to write before then.
But the stress that I am so tempted to succumb to didn’t stop me from enjoying this moment:
After my morning classes, I took a 25 minute nap. The cloudy morning light gently streamed through the windows, and when I finally decided to wake up, I turned on my iPod. The speakers started playing “Scarborough Fair”. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched the autumn leaves dancing before they mingled on the grass.
Ah, perfection.
Regarding Shakespeare and Donne
Shakespeare as portrayed in the Sonnets = pathetic, passive aggressive, obsessive, jealous, masochistic, judgmental and overly dependent.
In other words, he “needed to grow some balls”.
I admit that I haven’t read much of Donne yet, but so far my impression of him is far greater. (Maybe it’s because he is more ironic. And because he is so strange.) My budding fondness for him is evidenced in my revelation in class today:
“Woah. Donne’s ‘Paradoxes’ are 17th Century blog posts!”
‘Nuff said.
Random amusing moment of the day:
Setting: My dorm’s common room. Olivia and I sitting on the couch with our laptops. Anna sits on the floor rummaging through a box of stuff. No one is talking at the moment.
Olivia (dramatically, randomly. Still staring at her laptop.): The Pit and the Pendulum!
(beat)
Me (look up): By Edgar Allen Poe?
Olivia (looks up with a blank stare): Uhh…maybe.
(beat)
Olivia: But it’s also a 90210 episode.
Apparently I made an impression….
I hadn’t even planned to speak… but there you go. The City Manager, Rick Cole, officially likes me. It’s rather flattering, really.
http://www.cityofventura.net/cmblog/2009/04/finding-wright-answer.html
In other news, AP tests? Yeah, I’m stressed. But recently I’ve had this overwhelming sense of fate. What needs to happen will happen. I’m just focusing on taking life one day at a time. And I guess that’s all I have to say for right now.
Officially the coolest twelve year old ever:
a blogger from Chicago. She runs the blog Style Rookie.
Tavi,
Why is she so freaking awesome? Since I’m feeling very listy:
1. You know that cliche saying about being “true to yourself”? She’s basically the non-cliche personification of this. I think back five years, when I was twelve and in seventh grade, and I was not nearly as secure in my identity as she is now.
2. She’s articulate and honest. She has a very unique voice, and a mature writing style. Some of the vocab she uses is surprising for her age.
3. She has a sense of style. This, of course, can be inferred, considering that her blog is based on fashion. But still. And, this ties in with #1, because it takes a lot of confidence to wear some of the stuff she wears.
4. This rap is SO win and hilarious (and references Queen). I also love how right after she stops rapping, she goes back to being completely serious:
Untitled from Tavi G on Vimeo.
I basically wish she was my little sister.
(EDIT: Recently she posted a blog about how she doesn’t want people to write about her. Although I understand her reasoning, I really don’t think that my own personal raving is going to promote her any more. Especially since “style rookie” has been looked up almost 5 million times on Google.)
How moderate of me.
Reasons why I’m a good person:
1. I’m honest.
2. I try to be a good listener.
3. I do community service outside of what’s required in school.
4. I recycle.
Reasons why I’m a not-so-good person:
1. I’m overly lethargic.
2. Recently I’ve found that I become jealous easily.
3. I swear more than I would like.
4. I habitually lie.
