My Life as a Movie Montage

It's almost 2 am and I can't sleep again. This time it's probably due to the fact that I haven't been able to get out of bed for two days now. Two days. Do you know how many YouTube videos one can watch in that amount of time? A lot. Probably going to the doctor tomorrow. This illness is getting rather lengthy and I've run out of facebook friends to stalk.

I was listening to my playlist on Grooveshark tonight and had some thoughts that lead to other thoughts, as thoughts tend to do.

1. I was thinking about how the different songs represent some aspect of my life or at least how I would like my life to be. Sometimes it's in the lyrics, sometimes the melody, sometimes both. I like it when I find a song that captures "the essence" of how I feel about something. Not sure if I'm explaining this adequately. You know how when a food tastes like something else smells and it helps you make a connection between the two? It's kind of like that. That probably didn't help you understand what I'm saying.

2. I then thought about how it would be cool to see my life in "movie montage" form. My life would be divided into categories with the song that best represents that category playing in the background and I could watch it. That would be cool.

3. I then thought about this:

4. I then thought of about how this song is my feel good, chill out song.

5. And about how this is my thought-provoking, walking in the rain up to campus song:


6. This would be my "I just bought a new pair of shoes" song. Not sure why.

7. This is my "just going to be sad for a while" song.




9. My sweatshirt, sneakers, no makeup day song:


10. My "hanging out with Caitlin" song.


11. When I'm laughing at myself song:


12. When I'm feeling introverted, which I often do.


13. My trying to be better song:

Sophie Scholl: The Final Days

I watched this movie tonight and thought it was really excellent. I like movies that make me feel something. That's what art is supposed to do. I like it when a film ends and I know that I am a little bit of a better person for watching it. This film did both. I would highly recommend it.

"Life is always on the edge of death; narrow streets lead to the same place as wide avenues, and a little candle burns itself out just like a flaming torch does. I choose my own way to burn."
— Sophie Scholl

THE RULES : Capturing the Heart of Mr. Right.

Came home the other day to find that my roommate had emptied her purse on the desk. I suddenly understood why she is having so much more relationship success than I am. What more could a girl need than a three-decade-old self-help book that explains exactly what men are REALLY looking for, a to-go sized tube of toothpaste, and extra-strength gas-x?

ps. I'm writing this banking on the fact that no one that reads this blog really knows my roommate and the fact that she never looks at this page. If I am wrong on either accounts, I will be in big trouble. If you don't hear from me within three days from now, you know what happened.
-Erin

It's early.

5:37am to be exact. I can't go to sleep. Why do I do this to myself? Maria is talking in her sleep. She's funny.

Can't get enough of this song:

Cool Things that Happened This Week

1. I moved into a new apartment. Cool.

2. I rediscovered my love for this song:
Very cool.

3. I started a new job as a teaching assistant for a psychology class. Cool.

4. I didn't wreck my car. Super cool.

5. I ate Oreos for dinner almost every day this week. Sort of cool, mostly gross.

6. My Spanish professor is from Madrid and she has a funky accent, which is cool.

7. I found five dollars in my underwear drawer. I know how this sounds. I promise I have no idea how it got there.

8. I got a text from Robin, a friend I really miss. That was cool.

9. There is this really old man who sits in the periodicals section of the library and reads a really old and really ginormous book. I hadn't seen him in a while, but I saw him yesterday. I think he's cool. Someday I'm going to ask him what he's reading.

10. I have sat for far too long trying to think of cool things that happened to me and it's making me realize how uncool my life actually is.

Your Mom Goes to College

Yesterday was my first day back to class. I can't say that I am entirely excited about this. I'm already tired.

THOUGHT:

I had a professor once tell me that what a college education does is allow me to more adequately express what I believe, what I defend and, more importantly, why I believe and defend what I do. I have thought a lot about that "why" factor over this past semester. It's becoming apparent to me that college is basically a study of things that other people have already done and what they've had to say about it. What is left to the student is to decide what epistemological ideas he or she wants to embrace and that, to me, is a daunting task.

I think it's easy to say what I believe but to do so without truly understanding the why is a reflection of ignorance and can even be dangerous. I think it's human nature to become defensive about our ideas but takes time and forethought to be still enough to really understand where the idea comes from in the first place. I've realized that I cannot truly be educated if I just look for the ideas that reinforce my interpretation of the world. I've realized that before I interpret anything, I need to study people that are different from me. Someday when I am older and wiser than I am now, I will have my chance to talk, but right now I just get to listen and for that I am grateful. I have a lot to learn and I hope that realization will be enough to get me out of bed and in class every morning. We'll see...

So runs my dream, but what am I?
An infant crying in the night.
An infant crying for the light
And with no language but a cry.
-Tennyson