Ready

Okay, I'm already ready for a girls' night where I can let loose and forget about all of the dicks in my life. Seriously.

Mise en Scene

While I did not think I would write a post about an assignment within my last week of being a high schooler, here it is..

I'm currently working on an assignment for my college writing class. The topic: scene analysis. In film terms, mise en scene. 

The idea behind mise en scene is that everything in the frame of a shot has a purpose for being there and helps develop a better, and more in depth story. While the examples used in class(Little Miss Sunshine, Big Fish, Catching Hell, and Friday Night Lights) were not always the most exciting or I would miss a lot of it. I thought I would probably struggle a lot with this project because of the in class work we had done.

So starting off, I had to find a film. Not just a movie, a film. Finding a film worthy of my teacher's appreciation and to his knowledge that would actually work for the project was harder than I thought. I settled with Les Miserables. While my teacher has not seen it yet, I saw it mentioned on several sites, so I figured it would be worth the risk. 

As of right now, with about another page to write on the topic, I have watched one 7 minute scene 11 times. It still amazes me all of the little things you don't pick up on if you aren't watching very in depth.

I'm actually enjoying this project much more than I thought. Plus it's better than the advanced biology paper I have yet to do..

What's Left?

There are no Fridays left.
There is only one Thursday left.
But there is sure plenty of homework left!

Veggies and Late Night Thoughts

Last night was probably the last sleepover I will ever have as a high schooler. How bittersweet!

While I'm excited to continue on to the next step, part of me knows that my friendships with those in my class will never be this strong again. 

In celebration of a fantastic four years of high school, what better thing to do than watch a childhood classic: VeggieTales.

I loved rewatching Madame Blueberry. As corny as it may seem, I actually feel like its lesson may be more applicable to me now as I watch it at age 18, in comparison to when I watched when I was about 6 years old. 

We often don't think about our everyday surroundings as being blessings. But after watching Madame Blueberry, I started to think about that. I often times take advantage of those around me and don't tell them how truly blessed I am to have them as friends and family. I think I need to work on that more, especially as I go to college within the next few months.

Late night thinking can be so interesting. I never realized how raw your thoughts can be at that time of night. That's probably why I don't like staying up late most of the time. Raw thoughts can be such a scary thing, but last night it made me just appreciate those I have around me even more..

Freaky

I don't know what's happening. Everything is working its self out again. What? That's crazy.

Naps

Today was the first time since we broke up that I was able to take a nap.

I know that sounds absolutely ridiculous, but it's true. 

Having not been able to get a full night's sleep since that night, I knew a nap would make everything worse.

Something inside of me must have switched back to "normal." 

It was amazing. I napped for half an hour. It felt so much longer, and it helped me so much.

I'm glad something has finally worked..

Negative

My motivation level is impossibly low.. One of my close friends from grade school tweeted yesterday how she started school with 0 motivation and that she is now at -5 motivation. I'm easily in the same boat as she is.
I have SO much to get done.. Advanced Biology, Marriage and Family, Tech Math... Those are just the big things.
As my motivation levels decrease, my attitude is becoming more and more negative. Which probably can't happen for much longer or I'll be getting a few unwanted conversations from my parents..
Time to ditch the negative attitude and motivation level. I need to stay strong these last few weeks!

The Last Dance

Something about last night didn't feel right.

It still doesn't feel like it happened. It feels like it was all a strange dream/nightmare. 

I'm kind of in a cloudy mental state right now. 

In terms of a girls' night, I would consider it a success. 

In terms of anything else, a failure.

I'm so pissed off at you, I can hardly believe it. But at the same time you've already made up for it.

Last night proved that fairy tales pretty much only happen in books and movies. Those perfect moments, rarely happen in really life..

The opportunity even sat right in front of us. We both missed it I guess.

Here are some good moments of the night:

Time for closure.

The last dance is over..