tish spot

it's been a while...

Mon, 15 Sep 2008 00:41:54 -0400

I got my class to set up their blogs through tumblr. woot woot! My professor wanted us to create our own website, blog, space for ideas on the Internet. She wasn’t happy with blogspot. I mentioned tumblr. She liked it. We’re all using it. The class follows each other, it’s good. Lindsey is like a nice older sister giving us all the cool tips. My professor wants to know if we can chat within the blogs. I told her she was pushing it. We can leave each other comments. No chatting. But maybe it is possible. Lindsey will let me know.

Tue, 15 Jul 2008 23:02:00 -0400

There is something to be said about silence. Words unspoken, unsaid things. Sentences that begin to marinate, but if left too long, burn and must be thrown out, left to fester in the sun.

Ideas that choose to stay in the safety of the mind, because once they are released into the captivity of society, they will be stripped naked, misunderstood, and made to feel stupid and worthless.

The unsaid things manifest as salty tears on cheeks and the ideas are pushed back into the subconscious only to metamorphisize into misunderstood dreams.

Both outcomes are fruitless. What is the solution?

Just as I was going to post this, the collective consciousness gave me my answers from featured blogs on the homepage of this site:

“Be soft. Do not let the world make you hard. Do not let the pain make you hate. Do not let the bitterness steal your sweetness. Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree, you still believe it to be a beautiful place.”
http://pleasefindthis.blogspot.com
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“The main value of your initial idea is that, in the process of discovering it’s broken, you’ll come up with your real idea.”
— Paul Graham
posted by: A Shot of JD

It won’t be another year before the movie comes out, but I...

Tue, 17 Jun 2008 23:07:21 -0400

It won’t be another year before the movie comes out, but I am still very excited.

I couldn’t find the trailer so I decided to be ghetto fabulous and have Amanda Plogger’s (real name) narrated version of the book on youtube to suffice my urge to post something wild.

Third time's a charm...

Tue, 10 Jun 2008 14:23:00 -0400

Since high school people have been telling me to publish my stuff. My insecurities get in the way and as soon as I write something, I think it’s garbage five minutes later and I want to tear it up.

In high school, we had to keep a journal in my eleventh grade English class about whatever daily bullshit occurred, as long as we met the page requirement. So I did. One day my friend Charlotte read it, and then she passed it on to Emily, and Emily gave it to Nina Marie and before I knew it Melissa was getting back to me on a recent entry.

But then we all graduated and got MySpace and Facebook accounts. And I tried posting blogs within MySpace and notes within Facebook, but I didn’t like how cumbersome it was to access the entries. You had to log-in, check your page, your inbox, your comments or wall postings, and then, maybe if you remembered, you would go on to your friend’s page and check out their newest blog or note. But who has time for that?

We never have time for anything, but always make time for our bullshit Internet addictions. I am very guilty of it. And as you read this, I am creating another one for myself. A blog. For you to read and me to write. Another Black Hole of time. But hopefully we can both grow from this. You can tell me what a silly rabbit I am, or you can relate and feel a little bit better about yourself.

As I’m writing this I’m cringing. My high school feelings of writing something and then hating it the next day are flooding back to me. I always thought people who did this were annoying or insecure. I have now willingly plunged into the sea where Perez Hilton and The Sartorialist dwell.

Hopefully I can stay afloat.