It's so crazy. A year's already passed since my own prom. Oh how time goes by
brian (1:10:21 AM): my friend said that prom was the bomb
erik (1:10:35 AM): it was
erik (1:10:43 AM): oh yeah
erik (1:10:44 AM): its tonight huh
brian (1:10:49 AM): yeup
brian (1:13:26 AM): he said it was really fun
brian (1:13:32 AM): makes me nostalgic
erik (1:10:43 AM): I know huh
Prom
Labels: alameda high, high school, nostalgia, prom
Heart of APOCALYPSE
I want to read.
Yeah. I really do.
(Psst! What the hell's he talking about?)
Oh don't worry. I'll feed you baby birds.
(daniel tosh reference for the cool kids.)
Yeah.
Specifically I want to read books.
(Still not getting it.)
So. I was in my film class a few weeks ago, and we just watched Platoon. Vietnam war film from the 80s starring Charlie Sheen, directed by Oliver Stone. But enough about that. So afterward, the instructor led a discussion about the film, and inevitably it led to comparisons of Apocalypse Now, another "Vietnam war film". At least, according to everyone else. And I thought, "no guys. this isn't a Vietnam war film at all!" Because, I sort of read the book that inspired it, Heart of Darkness by Josef Conrad....no...barely skimmed the book, back in Ms. Chacon's AP English class. And even my TV Media teacher, screened Apocalypse Now, and heavily emphasized, "This is NOT about Vietnam."
And he's right. But I couldn't add to the discussion. Because I barely remembered ANYTHING from the book. Now I sort of recall, it was the last book we read, and we didn't even write an essay about it. And man. I was so frustrated. I kept trying to think of something, ANYTHING to say, "Hey guys! This isn't a war film! It was a re-imagining of Conrad's novel put in a Vietnam War allegory!"
But damnit! I couldn't even think of the basic plotline. "It's a guy that goes into...Africa? No. It was the Congo. And has to find Kurtz, cause he's this crazy poacher?"
Gawd.
After that class, I felt horrible. Damn. I wish I actually READ the book. More than that, I regret not paying more attention, not absorbing more, not just in Chacons, but all of my high school classes.
Come to think of it. Even for some of the books we did read, and had an essay assigned in, I didn't even fully read all of them. Like Daisy Miller. Sure, I got an A on the essay, but I didn't actually read the book. Most of what I absorbed was from the in-class discussions, notes I wrote down in the margins of the book, and from that I just BSed some 2 page piece of analytical nonsense. *sigh*
I slacked off too much in HS. And the worst part is, I got away with it.
My goal is to go back and reread ALL of the books assigned in Senior year.
Starting with...King Lear? (oh gawd.)
Maybe I'll go easy first.
Heart of Darkness! Daisy Miller! Lord of the Flies!
i feel like such a dork I wasted time actually doing this.
T_T
Labels: alameda high, ap english, goals, high school, reading, regret
It's Over Guys...
Someone should write a song with that title.
I think a big part of growing up is seeing which friends last.
In school, you see so many people on a daily basis by default, sometimes you take them for granted.
But once you're removed from that,
you really start to notice who makes an effort for you,
and who you make an effort for.
Sorta sad... but everyone's got their own thing to do.
It's all good though, can't have everyone in your life forever.(Though I wish I could for some people.)
Thanks so much to all of my friends.
We had a blast, and I'm sorry if I don't keep in touch that well, it was something I was never good at.
The sucky thing about life is, it puts people on different paths.
I'll miss you all so much though.
I really hope you all keep in touch. Seriously. Even those of you I haven't talked
to or hung out with much. I agree the whole "Facebook Friends" ideology is kind of stupid. But chances are, if I added you,and we don't hang out, I probably
think you're cool or something and would like to get to know you better.
Or, you added me, and I didn't want to be mean and deny.
Either way, it's all good.
See you later Class of 2008. It's been a blast. Really.
I wonder how the 10 year, 20 year, hell maybe even 40 year reunion is going to be.
P.S.Hey Underclassmen! Enjoy the time you have left, as much as it sucks at the time, it'll go by way too damn quick.
"Heres the day you hoped would never come
Don’t feed me violins, just run -
With me through rows of speeding cars
The paper cuts, the cheating lovers
The coffee’s never strong enough
I know you think it’s more than just bad luck
There, there, baby
It’s just text book stuff
It’s in the ABC of growing up..."
Imported from Facebook; Friday, June 13, 2008 at 1:08am
"Hold on before its too late
We'll run 'til we leave this behind
Don't fall just be who you are
It's all that we need in our lives
So Live like you mean it
Love 'til you feel it
It's all that we need in our lives
So stand on the edge with me
Hold back your fear and see
Nothing is real 'til it's gone..."
Labels: alameda high, facebook, graduation, nostalgia, notes
Followers
About Me
- Erik
- To borrow a few words for a crappy introduction,
Let's assume you all know me, and I know all of you (all eight of you reading this, that is), and move forward with the this and thats. What follows can serve as a blurry haze of itinerary-style diary entries, random rants, unasked-for-opinions, and the like, which hopefully can serve as confessions of how underwhelmingly human I really am.
Most of my thoughts come to me at odd hours of the night when all of you are tucked into your beds.
“It's at night, when perhaps we should be dreaming, that the mind is most clear, that we are most able to hold all our life in the palm of our skull. I don't know if anyone has ever pointed out that great attraction of insomnia before..."
- Brian W. Aldiss
Disclaimer: I find the most interesting blogs to read are the ones that the blogger writes to him or herself. It feels like I'm peeking a little bit into their mindset and their paradigm of the world. And so, I'm not writing for anyone, but myself. Chances are, it'll be boring, lame, and/or occasionally reflective and maybe even insightful? Nah.


