Feeling :  energetic  Listening :  Cloud Nine - Evanescence  Reading :  Angela's Ashes

I’m doing this project in my Outlaw Genres class this term that I plan on calling the “Seven Sins of the Sisters.” It’s a photography installation that will replace the final essay that I am not keen on writing to begin with, rofl. We had a choice between doing something creative or doing the final essay. However, the idea of applying what I’ve learned from the class through this piece is pushing me in a direction I didn’t think was possible.

I won’t tell you too much about it quite yet. I will eventually post the full project and its accompanying mix tape here after December 11th. With hopefully some reaction shots. That’s not only finals week and Pearl Harbor Day, but also the day me and my classmates are showing our projects off to the public. We’re gonna have a little show! I’m so excited. I offered to make fliers and stuff.

Anyways, I know what you’re thinking; a mixtape? But really, did you expect anything less from me? rofl.

There are a few supplies that I need to purchase tomorrow. Not too many. I’m trying to save money for my niece’s baptism next month. I’m bouncing off the walls here, itching to get started already. I cannot wait. This is the first time I will be displaying my photography on a public level. Usually I’ve been too chickenshit to see anything through. Same with my writing.

I don’t even know where to begin to get people to read my stuff, listen to my voice (because I still harbor those adolescent dreams of singing in bands like my parents), and look at my photography on a public level. I think the problem is that when people start looking at my art, they start to judge. All of my creativity is an extension of me. There’s not one thing I write, sing about, or photograph that isn’t in some tiny way a part of me. By that logic, I do not have the spine to have them judge my art, because it would tear my world apart. I couldn’t subject myself to it, even if it means keeping quiet about my true loves.

I’m so pathetic. *le sigh*

Anyways, part 4 of “Static” behind the cut!
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Feeling :  weird  Listening :  I Think We\'re Alone Now - The Pipettes  Reading :  Hacienda caras

Today was a really boring day.

Woke up, did some homework, helped my mom figure out some stuff for her computer (gave her a crash course in using bookmarks, lol), watched NCIS, and went to school. Now I’m hungry, watching Remember the Titans and in my pajamas.

Yeah, blogging everyday is a trial. Finding stuff to talk about is kinda sucky.

Luckily for you, I’m posting part 3 of “Static” behind the cut.
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Feeling :  good  Listening :  Decision '08 on all the news channels  Reading :  One Hundred Years of Solitude

I’m glad that the election is over. Presidential elections in America are so emotionally draining. I’m watching President-elect Obama give his speech at Grant Park right now. This is definitely a historic night.

I didn’t vote. It was a conscious decision. Go ahead, call me selfish, apathetic, useless, but you know what? Election Day is just another day to me. I wasn’t particularly driven by this election to take a stand. That’s why I didn’t post anything political during the run up to 270. I didn’t care who won either way. I knew that whomever won would be much better than President Bush. President Obama has the opportunity to do some good, considering the last eight years that we’ve suffered through as a country and as American citizens. He better use his time well. That’s all I’m sayin’.

Now that it’s over, we can start the healing process. There was so much anger and divisiveness during this election. It sickened me the lows that people stooped to on both sides.

I wonder why people invest so much power in presidential elections. In this day and age, there’s not a lot the American president can do in four years without the Senate and the House cockblocking him quite rightly. But that’s always a good thing, I suppose. We can’t be giving too much power to one man.

And maybe someday, we’ll be giving that power to a woman.

Part 2 of “It Was Like ‘Static’” behind the cut…
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