I laugh every single time. It might be the accents.

A lot of things have happened since my lack of facebooking (I definitely miss it more than I should). I’ve been trying to delve into the mind of the ultra-feminist lesbian Jew known as Adrienne Rich, and it’s been an interesting experience, to say the least. And frick, I still have to write that essay.

As a side note, because this weekend was one long reading spree, I finally watched the Breakfast Club for the first time ever. Good times. And it led me to thinking, if it was recast today, who would be in it?

Of course, I am NOT saying that it should be remade. Remakes are terrible. But it’s still an interesting concept? After some thought, I came up with the best cast possible out of our choices of “teen” stars. (In reality, most of them are in their 20s. Which always bugs me. But I felt better when I did the math and found out that three of the original were also in their 20s.) Granted, if anyone ACTUALLY wanted to remake this (which they shouldn’t), then it would be best to have all unknowns. But imagining an all-star cast is fun for kicks and giggles:

1. The Princess – Leighton Meester

The reasoning behind this is pretty simple – she is one of the main characters on Gossip Girl. This role would not be hard for her.

2. The Jock – Cory Monteith

Once again,it’s pretty obvious why I thought this one up – he’s a football player on Glee. Who wrestles anymore anyway?

3. The Criminal – Taylor Lautner

Ok, this one was actually hard to find, because Bender was my favorite character. No one could live up to Judd Nelson in this role. I tried and failed to think of an actor bad ass enough for this character, but alas. There is none. But, I think if Lautner grew out his hair a little, got a little more grungy and angry (aka, was less of a pretty boy), he could do it.

4. The Basketcase – Emily Browning

She’s pretty, and a good enough actress to act crazy for most of the movie.

5. The Geek – Michael Cera

So. Obvious.

Yeah, I know this list is pretty ridiculous (they are all TOO PRETTY), but given my options (at least Miley Cyrus isn’t in it, guh) it’s not bad. And in my defense, it’s four in the morning. And on that note, I’m going to bed.

Edit: Oh, actually, I wanted to share that I always forget how much I LOVE Duckie. Granted, I probably forget because I’ve only seen Pretty in Pink once or twice. But still. The boy is my hero.

I wanted to write a poem about defeat and bittersweet half-success. So this broken sonnet is what I came up with…but I couldn’t think of a good title, oh well.

Regarding December 3rd

I can still hear autumn whisper at night.

You know it was supposed to snow weeks ago,
but this had to happen first. This last breath, the footsteps.
After admitting defeat, the feet gradually slow. Head hangs low.
“Maybe I should stop walking. I have nowhere to go.”

But. Maybe I’m wrong and maybe you’re right.

I take the elevator down the path of least resistance:
nowhere in particular. Sigh, sit. Sigh, stand.
I manage Failure, a nasty business
I swear Entropy is part of my physics.

Now, a second confession! A sense of doom as I enter the room.
And… grace is the lesson for my transgression?

…I don’t know how.
There is snow now.

If it was, I don’t think Tupac would be on The Vatican’s CD.

Anyway. Yesterday I was listening to the rap Gerald gave me, and I realized that The Game referenced a 2pac song in a humorous way, and the fact that I realized this made me really happy.

I really need to further my Hip Hop education. After finals, of course….

I wish I was genuinely crazy. Well, kind of. Crazy in the uninhibited, creative way – when you wonder whether that person had to be on drugs to think that crap up, but they really weren’t, because that’s just how they think. Does that make sense? Probably not.

I’m kind of at an awkward middle ground craziness. My dad is too sane, my mom is too random. Yes, I am clearly defined by my genes. Isn’t everyone?

Anyway. Something that’s been happening in my life recently: my relationship status with with vegetarianism went from “In a Relationship” to “It’s complicated”. On Thanksgiving I ate turkey, yesterday I ate chicken, today I ate an omelet with some meat product. I had been living with vegetarianism for four years, but I think by this point I’ve officially moved into another apartment with an omnivore lifestyle. I admit, I’ve cheated on vegetarianism before (no relationship is perfect), but this is different. I’m not sure if vegetarianism is giving me what I need. I also don’t know if I can handle this kind of a commitment during this point in my life. And it’s not that I want to separate from vegetarianism forever (I really do love it), it’s just that maybe we should take a break. I need to find myself.

(My change of heart is mostly because of the dining services here. It’s really hard to be healthy in general, but to be a healthy vegetarian is even more difficult.)

Apparently there’s a new food manager now, and there are going to be community groups for vegetarians and vegans starting up (next semester, perhaps?).

Maybe this is just the kind of counseling our relationship needs.

Both happened in class today.

1. After he stated that we were all a bit unamused and tired:
“Well, you should have dressed up like a clown.”

2. After we did an activity involving reading other people’s handwritten work:
Fisher: “Is anyone else’s handwriting as hard to read as mine?”
Me: “No, I think your handwriting is on a whole different level of messy.”
After the class laughs, Me: “Though I’m sure it just shows your genius.”

In my defense, he did start reading the poetry in a funny voice at one point.

Oh, while I’m here. Today I also had a whiteboard vs. chalkboard discussion with my Calc prof in the middle of class, in which he stated that he would eat chalk powder for money. And he handed us a worksheet with a legit drawing of a “series zoo”, with two large “cages” to separate the Divergent and Convergent series. It even has a cute little Tickets stand in the middle. How fantastically eccentric!

Also while I’m here: today I received two study books by Cal Newport, the blogger behind Study Hacks. He’s a post grad from MIT, and emphasizes efficiency in studying, rather than a “brute force” or “pseudo-working” approach (both common in college). As someone who pretends to like economics, I find this idea extremely attractive. Therefore, I really want to read this books in order to procrastinate. But I know that this defeats the purpose. So I’ll just continue with my Calc homework now.

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.”

I’m just making this up as I go, so I’m not going to pretend like it’s any good (in fact, it’s probably going to be exceedingly terrible).

Eternal excuse – youth
shrinks, only seen by “blind”.

“Even as we learn to see
we should not forget to sing.”
Wild girl, crazy woman
what difference be?

This is what my blog has become: “blah blah blah WZLY blah radio mumble bumble web casting grahhhh MUSIC.”

Ah heh. On that note, I’m subbing for two people in this next week, so my radio schedule looks like this:

Thursday, 19th (MY BIRTHDAY):
DJ-ing from 6pm-8pm
11-midnight

Tuesday, 24th:
from 6-8pm

Y’all should listen (if possible). Clearly. Because I love you Ventura people!

The Wellesley News now has a website! My article.

Woot!