Mac keyboards suck. Or at least the one on the mac that I'm using (which is in the Mac lab at school because the idiots at my university can't seem to figure out how to update the normal internet database so that I can get 'net access from my room. Grr.) does.. it's like, practically laptop sized. So it takes quite a bit of getting used to in order to be able to touch type when one is used to a standard PC keyboard. Blah.
I have a fun new york story. I was meeting my writing teacher at a cafe for a conference on my essay (which is so far pretty good, apparently, but needs some expansion of some ideas and whatnot) and this random guy came up to me and dumps these relatively cheap looking earrings on my folder sitting in front of me and tells me that they're diamond. I said I wasn't interested and he's like "they're diamond. How much you got... I'm leaving tonight.'" I pointed out that I'm a college student and have no money, but he didn't believe me. He asked where I was from... Russia? Now first of all, I don't look Russian in the least (unless every blue eyed person is supposedly russian) and I speak English with a completely flat midwestern non-accent. So I said no, and then he suggested Italy and France and I rolled my eyes and said no. So he said where... I said the U.S. He didn't believe that. Oh, well. And then there was some discussion about weed... which I found very amusing because I don't smoke anything, espcially not that. Finally the operator of the cafe that I was at told him to leave. It was amusing, though. Gotta love New York.
posted: 8:46 PM
Peter Shaffer's Amadeus is an incredible play that really shouldn't be put on by high schoolers... in my humble opinion, at least. I saw it on Thursday night, and it was very well done... the acting was good, the sets were good, the costumes were incredible. However, though the performance was good, it lacked something... particularly Salieri, but I think it's just due to lack of experience on the part of the actors... or not particularly caring about Mozart and his music. Whichever. ;-P Of course, it could also have seemed less intense because of the play we'd seen that morning, Piece of My Heart. Anyway. I still say that Amadeus should not be done by high schoolers... or rather that it's an extremely ambitious play for high schools to do.
I'm having an incredibly great time here. I don't really want to leave (I have sort of a melancholy type feeling today -- it's the last day of my last festival) because I'm having so much fun and meeting so many great people... most of whom I will most likely never see again. It's a very sad thought, that one. Ah, well. At least there's always the Internet. =) Ah, well. Time for me to sign off. Until tomorrow when I'll be back home on my own computer, and possibly even have the time to write a new scribble! Wouldn't that make everyone just really happy. lol.
posted: 2:49 PM
Piece of My Heart is an absolutely incredible show. I'm not the emotional type who cries at everything... only at certain movies, certain songs (when I'm under the influence of certain hormones and the songs are really powerful -- "Wind Beneath My Wings," for example, because it's special between my mom and I... long story there) and now, certain plays. Piece of My Heart, which is a play that tells the stories of 6 women's experiences in Vietnam is one of those. At the end of it, when you could see the pain of the women finally being dealt with and reconciled, all to the sound of John Lennon's "Imagine," it was a beautiful moment on stage... and I was crying. Not as hard as some around me, but I was crying. It was an incredible show. One of those ones that touches you and sticks to you and never leaves you.
I'm having a great time in Nebraska. Going crazy and wearing myself out doing tons and tons of stuff... but it's fun, so it's all good. =)
posted: 2:02 PM
Okay, so I was wrong and I won't be gone until July 2. There are computers here that I can get on and use to do things like... oh... update my blog. Lincoln is a very boring city, but the Thespian Festival is great fun. Only here can you go to a dance where everybody sings along to the songs AND sings on key. Anyway. Updates won't be frequent because there's always stuff to be doing (my poor feet will probably be traumatized by the end of the week, but oh, well!) and there's not an awful lot of free time. But at least it's something.
posted: 1:44 PM
veryveryveryquicknote. I will be gone until July 2. That will make it very difficult for me to update this. Unless of course I find computers lurking about at UNL someplace... which I may be rather inclined to do. lol. ciao bella!
posted: 1:55 AM
I should not take naps in the evening. I inevitably wake up around 1 am, wide awake and can't get back to sleep... so then I talk to random strangers on the Internet because it's fun and I'm bored and I don't feel like downloading MP3s from Napster.
posted: 3:06 AM
It's funny, but I keep getting away from blogging and then coming back to it. And then going away from it again. I guess it's because I keep feeling like I should be linking to other sites, but I don't surf enough to really have a lot of other sites to link to. Most of the good sites that I find, I find off of other people's blogs, and really, it seems rather ridiculous to link to a site that some other blog far more popular than mine linked to on the same day.
The fabric of personal websites is interesting. Maybe it's because as I get older, the community of websites that I run with and try to be part of changes, but that's not entirely true. The fabric of what's "popular" feels like it changes a lot, too. When I started building websites four years ago, I built fan sites. Then I discovered personal sites, so I built one of those. But it was one of those little girl sites that was pink and perfect with midi files of Whitney Houston and Mariah Carey. It had a diary of sorts, and pages and pages of causes that I felt were important. And a lot of primitive hand drawn graphics. Then I got to tenth grade and realized that my pink persona really wasn't "me" -- that I was more dark and moody than that, so I made a deeper (or at least, I thought it was deeper) personal site. And I got a scanner and started putting my art on the web. And I thought that I was cool. Then came the days of domain wars. And I was part of them. I was hosted on Delish.net, which made me someone half the web was jealous of, just because of where my page was hosted. Now hardly anyone even remembers delish.net. I got pretty good at web design that year, though. And I really worked on my writing, and it got a lot better. Junior year hit and suddenly I had a real life, a life off the net. And as much as I worked on my websites, they became secondary. I wasn't perfect about my updates, and I lost visitors because of that, but it didn't matter really because after all, my site was for me. Senior year proved to be just as busy, if not worse. And I've still updated, thanks to scribble.nu which makes journalling a lot less upkeep. I changed with the fabric of the web. I kept my journal, but instead of having impecable journal pages that I hand coded in notepad, I used scribble, just like everyone who didn't use diaryland. Of course, half the people who were on everyone's link lists in the domain wars heyday don't even make websites anymore, or if they do, they hide them to prevent too many people from coming. And then this spring, people started switching to blogger and blogging because it suddenly became acceptable to do more than just link in blogs -- blogs were places to ramble or whatever anyone wanted to do. I found blogs on other people's sites and joined that bandwagon. But I still don't know what I'm trying to do with this, so it's all random and misdirected. Sometimes I just want to tear down my whole site and start from scratch. But I'm afraid to do that, even if deep down, I know I need to. Nobody cares about the artwork that I did a year ago. People like things that are current. Except the people who enjoy going and reading old stuff. And there are those people. So I don't know. I'm still trying to find myself and what I want to be on the web.
I should have made that a journal entry.
posted: 2:41 AM
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