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i just wrote a research paper on walt whitman, specifically "There Was A Child Went Forth" from Leaves of Grass.
basically, the poem says that everything you experience, every part of your life, stays with you and you become it.
the song that i fell in love with while writing that paper pretty much questions that idea.
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3laWD67g3PA - taste by animal collective)
but i really hadn't listened to the lyrics until just now.
well, they say am i really all the things that are outside of me?
on the same day the paper was due, we discussed The Hours, because we watched it last week.
my professor said, speaking as one of the characters, "i give you an identity. what will happen to you when i die?"
and then said, "don't we live for other people?"
we were all completely silent. it was a pretty depressing thought.
that was the only note i took that day in class, quoting him.
anyway, i've been drawn to things that are pretty tragic on an existential level lately.
i guess it's better than boys or something, because i'm starting to feel shallow.
on another, lighter note!
today, we got our persuasive speeches back in public speaking.
first of all, i'm so much harder on myself than my teacher.
i.e. i gave myself an 84 on the speech, and he gave me a 91. nice.
second, i was standing in the hallway waiting for my next class, and this guy that i've only talked to once started talking to me.
he asked how i did, and we swapped grades, and he told me that he actually listens to my speeches and likes them.
it was really nice and just put me in a good mood.
but then i felt pretty bad, because i can't remember his name or his speech topics.
i guess i just really appreciated that.
oh, and one more.
last week in another class, we watched the movie Slam!
there's a lot of slam poetry in it. imagine that.
anyway, here's something from one of the poems that really struck me.
"my love is my soul's imagination. how do i love you? imagine."