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| crap |
| 05.11.04 (1:44 pm) [edit] |
so nothing really. I refound my online journal that I lost a while ago. I'm almost done. I have this paper left and then, well, then I go to philadelphia community and take algebra. It never ends. I'm glad to be going though. Cabra wears on you after two years and I can't stand it anymore.
But really, speaking of that, during the most stressful time of year for students--finals, res life really thinks it's funny to make us pack up all our shit and move out the day after exams. How ridiculous is that. Because I don't have enough to stress out about.
The wac lab is packed and I have so much stuff to do, it's ridiculous.
Rain, Rain Go Away.
I should play in the rain for a while. It needs to rain harder though. Football in the rain instead of... anything constructive.
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| end of the year |
| 05.03.04 (9:59 am) [edit] |
So close to the end... so nervous. How is it possible that I have three papers and a final portfolio due on Wednesday? One paper down, hopefully by tonight I will be done with another.
I was talking to my mom about coming home and I can't believe I only have one year left. Again, nervous. I don't know how I'm going to be a high school teacher, I don't know how I'm going to live with my parents again, I don't know how I'm going to deal with leaving my friends from here and the city that I hated with a passion when I came has somehow grown on me. I don't want to grow up.
I got hit on by a boy I could actually be teaching next spring at McMain. It was scary.
I have so much crap to do within the next few days. I haven't gone out or drank in longer than I have since I was probably in tenth grade. At least I'm actually "doing my shit" as my screen saver tells me to do.
I miss my nephew, he may be the one main reason I'm okay with going home.
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| MUDs |
| 04.26.04 (10:03 am) [edit] |
So I wrote a paper about multi-user dungeons and after reading other reviews and playing an obscene amount of games as well as reading a whole lot of intros for these MUD games I actually seem to like them more. The imagination thing was what got me.
I like to watch things. I like watching people, sports, news, some TV, movies, and just life, and I thought that the narratives in the game were what made it confusing. Like, Oh my god, I have to actually use my imagination...How horrible. But it is a pretty good concept, especially for all the people who say computers and television do nothing but kill the minds of the youth. Okay, maybe to some degree, but these text games have a good thing going.
The other thing though, I was thinking that I really doubt that younger kids play these games. Maybe younger teenagers. but these seemed more of a adult thing.
Also, another thing I found a little eerie was the "relationship" page where they showed couples who got married after meeting at some game. I just found that a little creepy, but whatever, I guess it works.
So I may play after I'm done with school, but I don't think I could be as hardcore.
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| not too much |
| 04.26.04 (9:54 am) [edit] |
I think I enjoy more classic types of games then media/compputer games. I like physical games; I enjoy playing hem as well as watching them. Even last night when we went to the casinos and played the slots for like five hours, I much rather would have been watching the hockey game. But maybe the difference is between sports and other games. I don't know.
I also haven't been doing to well with my blogging, also probably because normally I write everything down, and here I feel like it has to be a certain subject area. Limited my the rules perhaps. I don't know.
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| MUD and such |
| 03.29.04 (9:47 am) [edit] |
I played the MUD game Achaea and actually enjoyed it a little. It was a little confusing but as soon as I figured out that I should "Look" ever time I enter a new room it actually got a little easier.
I think that I like games where I can actually see what is going on. But I wouldn't have given this a chance I don't think had it not been a requirement.
I was following Myers when he was in the room but at home I had to just search around by myself. It's a pretty good game. And it is 'playing'.
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| annoyed |
| 03.27.04 (12:49 pm) [edit] |
Not so much what the class is about, but being in a media class and being a woman, I was intrigued....
The University Programming Board Presents...
A lecture by Jennifer Pozner on how commercialism and sexism
shape news and entertainment media - and what cencerned
women and men can do about it.
The lecture will be on Thursday, March 31st at 7pm in
Nunemaker Hall.
Jennifer Pozner is a writer for Ms., Newsday, Chicago
Tribune and many others. She has appeared as a commentator
on The Daily Show, Fox News and numerous documentaries. She
will provide an enlightened and indepth look into media and
all its secrets. Using multi-media clips, keen analysis and
well documented research, she debunks popular myths about
gender, race, class and sexuality issues, challenges the
flawed priorities driving media production, and empowers
students and concerned citizens to demand better media for a
healthier democracy.
I got in a discussion last night about women and employment and proceeded to hate most of my guy friends--I apparnently belong barefoot and pregant but in an office getting paid less then men.
Then the conversation took a turn for the worse with talk of teachers and how they apparently bitch too much. (I [i]apparently [/i]have the worst friends ever). I started talking about an article I read in the New Media Reader by Nelson, it's his sarcastic rendition of CAI (Computer Assisted Instruction). It didn't go well. Apparently even "educated" people don't understand the importance of... well, being educated and educators.
I'm annoyed alittle.
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| not too much |
| 03.19.04 (10:14 am) [edit] |
So the thing is I work way too much to play or most of the time enjoy myself outside of work. But the tv is back in my room because I like to flip through the channels and not really watch anything, I think it may be some type of theraputic thing... or OCD.
I put in my application for student teaching and it's now official that I have to be or at least act like a grown up. I'm tired.
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| camping and the Praxis and the park |
| 03.08.04 (4:28 pm) [edit] |
:) After the hecticness of Mardi Gras I went top Meadville, Mississippi (dry county for future reference) and went camping and clear springs. It was absolutely amazing, and once Eirik got over the fact that alcohol was no where to be found, we all had a wonderful time. We, all of us being city folk, had seen more stars in one night than in all the nights in our lives combined. We could pick out a few constallations, but mostly one of us would just say "I see a crab" and then everyone else would try to find it. There was no flourescent lights, no television (which I have since taken out of my room), no distractions really. It's weird, we were only gone for four days and three nights or vice versa, but it seems llike it was so long and so wonderful, and I can still smell a tint of camp fire on one of the books I brought with me.
So anyway, that was me being sentimental and loving nature and it was the first time I had been camping since about the fourth grade when I was a girl scout, but it will definately happen again soon. We told round robin ghost stories, and I read a book out loud to everyone, and Eirik taught us all about different types of fire, and we waded in a creek and ran up very steep hills, and Vanessa found clay and painted our faces, and Teddy found the beavers home and made up stories about his home life, and everything was so much simplier than it usually is.
Okay, I'm done with that. But yesterday we (friends/roommates and other friends) decided to have a day off from everything again. It's been a rough week with Midterms and I was cramming for the Praxis (which could have gone either way really) and everyone was just fried so we spent about seven hours laying in the park and throwing the football around (which I couldn't imagine how much I missed) and then we had a small three on three game in which none of the boys took it easy on me because I'm a girl (and I got a touchdown) and now today everyone is more fried from way too much sun and more exercise then any of us lazy people have had in forever.
I've been slacking on the media use, but on purpose. And today I figured out why I never listen to the radio or my CDs anymore. I was laying there and I could here Pete playing his guitar because our rooms are connected and then I thought about him playing the guitar and Eirik playing his Saxophone (or the tin whistle if he really wants to annoy me) and Cle' singing her opera and realized why would I ever need to put on the radio when I have live concerts eighteen hours a day. I love my roommates.
No more playing...
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| Yankees and such |
| 02.18.04 (10:01 am) [edit] |
the Yankees signing A-rod is halarious. Mostly because one they don't need him and secondly because they aren't just trying to make themselves better they are trying to make everyone else. I think that Jeter gets paid more than all the Florida Marlins---but I guess that is a mute point. Whatever, I just can't wait for baseball to start.
I've been writing down how much interaction I have with media for my "media journal" and have come to the conclusion that I need to take my television out of my bedroom.
I like computer games and all, but there is still something about sitting around with friends and playing scategories or monopoly. It's wonderful.
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| Aidan and the Superbowl |
| 01.31.04 (3:29 pm) [edit] |
So I am reading the moroon and I get to the 'sports section' and get excited because I see some polling on the Superbowl and think maybe some intelligent analysis or something will be done. No such luck, apparently (and hopefully they are not a representation of all of loyola) the five people they choose to quote don't even know what a football is. It's pitiful, but then I think back and the only patrons of a bar with a seven foot screen for monday night football with drink specials were me and the few friends I had persuaded/coaxed into going with promises of drunkenness and a few games of pool at the end of the night. Even during the playoffs and even the NFC and AFC championships, it was me, two friends, the bartender and the cook until late into the third quarter. Maybe it's because I'm in New Orleans and the people here have been forced to watch the Saints play for the past 35 years (give or take) but you know what that's bull because Philly bleeds green and the Eagles have given us more than a fair share of grief. Whatever, it's nonsense and it doesn't look good for the Panthers with the line at seven and half point but Joe's bettin big and I get a dinner (at a nice place) if the Pats take it or he wins on the teezer. We'll see.
So the other thing is Aidan, who is the best thing that ever happened to me. He turns one Next sunday, there is a huge party, everyone from the neighborhood will be there and all the family--I love him. He's so handsome and precious and because he's not mine I don't mind so much that he fake cries to get his way and that he likes to pull hair.
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So I'm at work study which is really kind of horrible but what else am i going to do for six hours on a saturday afternoon. I look around at websites and find the stupidest ones ever [url=]http://www.plasmafunk.com/cgi...[/url] , play some spades, lose miserably at chess then back to square one. Bored...bored...bored.
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| amendment to list |
| 01.29.04 (9:17 pm) [edit] |
Learn how to drive stick shift
Kiss a frog
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| nothing really |
| 01.29.04 (9:15 pm) [edit] |
I work a lot more than I play recently, but I wonder if when I am working if I am 'having fun' or as one might say 'enjoying' myself, what is the difference between work and play. And when I am "playing,"or more correctly doing something that is considered playing or gaming, if it is not so much fun but more intense and somewhat aggrivating, can it be considered 'play behavior'. Example: Last night I went out with my friend and while playing pool I became more frustrated at my horrid ability to make only the q ball in a pocket than (or then) carefree due to the enjoyment aspect of holding a long stick and striking a ball in order to connect with another ball in htpes of getting the latter in a hole. And it came to me, if there is ever money involved in such games, is it really playing at all? When 'playing the horses' is it playing only if I win because that's the only time it's enjoyable? I don't know, just putting it out there.
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| the list: not yet in order really and definately not complete |
| 01.26.04 (8:12 am) [edit] |
I've decided to make my life more complicated then it already is by forcing myself to comply to a list of things I would like to do or achieve in the next thirty years.
Publish a book
Sponsor a child for "save the children"
Drive Cross country
Walk in a marathon for a good cause
Learn sign language fluently
Go to all fifty states
See all the wonders of the world
See the Sistine chaple
See a super bowl
Get a tatoo (the only one accomplished so far)
Read all the books on Tom's List of "books every author should read"
Bartend for awhile
Go skinny dipping (sorry, too much information)
Go camping for a week
Get into graduate school
Buy a star
Hitch hike
see a stand-up comedy show
Buy my mom a car
Buy my dad a truck
Write a newspaper article
Jump off white rock
Go parasailing
Sky diving
Buy a dog from an animal shelter
walk across a state line
Go scuba diving
ride on a motorcycle with a stranger
Hold a monkey's hand (I'm strange I know)
Go bungee jumping
See a broadway play
See phantom of the Opera
See a ballet (will be accomplished on June 11th thanks to my older sister)
Go to a beauty pageant
Go rock climbing
Drive a quad
Ski in Switzerland
Have a child
Kiss a rockstar (purely for the aesthetics)
And that's it...so far. :arrow:
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| First blog |
| 01.21.04 (10:08 am) [edit] |
I have attempted online journals as well as real journals since I was in forth grade (and I spelt journal 'gernal' in forth grade) but have since become 'too serious' as my mother says. Basically I'm just lazy and I'm scared that I'll write something down that I don't want someone else to read.
So I'm in Media Play and this is the reason for this blog. I haven't figured out the idea of play yet, but perhaps this class will help. As long as there is no point to this, so far I think that means play.
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