Wednesday, April 14, 2010

I'm So Ready For This Semester To End/Look At Me Now

In between my classes, part-time job, part-time internship, and club meetings, I've done this thing called life; pretty well if I may add. I got an angry account balance that I'll have to work well into the summer to pay off, which will mean no summer classes or priority registration for me, woop-di-doo. I'm moving into an apartment with Mashari in May so I got rent to stave off. I'm applying to be a club advocate at ASUA, the student government here, after a year of being a front desk assistant, and a library assistant because working in a library may just be in my future.

Persona's unveiling of this year's issue is tomorrow!

I caught myself swagging to class today—I don't think I'll ever go back to walking. Life is mellifluously going by and I'm not missing anything. I owe it to my logic: there's always time to study but time to do nothing is rare.

I'm doing what I set out to do. I'm proving my parents wrong for assuming my chances were abysmal. I'm not letting anyone define me because even in college, with a major, I'm still defining myself. I'm grinding through the rocks and crevices on my own steam, now that's firepower.

Was reading: Superheroes and Super Egos—a half history of comic books and half psychological look at them (did you know Sigmund Freud died the same day the first Superman comic premiered?),
Reading: Collected Works of Ezra Pound, Pikachu's Global Adventure, Becoming Batman—a physiological look at Batman and how a body has to work to be Batman

Ezra Pound is quickly becoming the greatest writer I've ever read. I love and completely agree with his logic that all writing should be written as if you were discovering it for the first time, a truth you're just coming upon, an epiphany occurring right before your eyes and at your fingertips, and condemning writing in past tense. "If the verb is put in the past tense there is very little to be said about this matter. The artist is always beginning. Any work of art which is not a beginning, an invention, a discovery, is of little worth."

1 comment:

Cindy said...

You go, Hoc!! Can't wait for you to come back and tell everyone all about it. =)

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