Isn’t it funny how you dust dust? Dust is a bad thing, yet it’s what you do to get rid it. It’s awfully existential.
That is the first time I will use the word “existential”, and I will use it exactly once more in this post.
Midterm season is officially over, so now I have time to write. I will use this time and update you on Nathan’s life. I would apologize, but you’re reading this post, so you probably care about that sort of thing.
…I lost my blogging vibe there for a moment. I’m out of practice.
I think I am better now. Time to talk about my life for the past two weeks.
First, midterms. This is the first time I’ve had to experience this sort of thing, and I’ve done it at Communications Arts high school. This is a very good place to do it at, because from what it seems, everyone freaks out enough to be really scared of the results, but not freaked out enough to actually do something about it. (For example, study. That doesn’t happen. Seriously, NO ONE. Except maybe a few people but they’re an exception.)
Nathan is one of those exceptions. I like to throw myself study parties for important tests. A successful study party will be incredibly enriching for myself, but I require a few things: first, a crunchy food item of some kind, and second, music.
There’s only one album I can truly study to. “Give Up” by The Postal Service. I have no idea why, but anything else is very distracting until I’ve listened through that whole album once. In the past week, I listened to it 11 times. Never once was I sick of it.
Plus, I can probably sing it all to you from memory.
In the end, it helped! I got very good grades, and for that I am proud.
(Sorry for lapsing into Philippe-esque speech for that last sentence.)
Also, I have purchased a dry-erase board. I’m very happy with this purchase. To be honest, it’s a bit of a crappy dry-erase board, but that makes me love it even more. 18 by 24 inches, just a board. Nothing fancy. Not even any sort of hanging apparatus. So I set it on my desk, and I write things on it. I’ll probably find a better use for it, but currently it has very disjointed thoughts in four colors. I think it’s got something about orchestra contest, and how cool of a name “Barack Obama” is (I will cover this in a later post), and a little cartoon popsicle.
Finally, my third topic.
The movie “Juno.”
I’ve heard lots about this movie, but I was like “bleh. Teen comedy.” I get a call from Brenden (who is a friend of mine who I’ll probably talk about sometime) saying, “Nathan, see this movie. It understands us.”
That’s what we did today. Two people became seven, and it was a good Friday experience.
As far as the movie goes, I feel really terrible for not wanting to see it. Also, I don’t understand why anyone else but myself and the people I know would want to see it. Everything in this movie feels as if I’ve known it for a long time. It’s all very familiar, and stunning, and spectacular, and amazing.
It’s a teen comedy that actually captures how it feels to be a teenager. (Perhaps only my specific brand/methodology of being a teenager, but I digess.) And this is a movie about teen pregnancy. Nathan wasn’t expecting this much from it.
I tend to hate teen comedies. They’re nothing like real life: everyone is a stereotype, and all the characters have incredibly thought-out dialogue and the football player gets the cheerleader and yay everyone’s happy the end.
Juno isn’t that movie. It’s messy, doesn’t make sense, and very awkward. Much like real life. Conversations go silent for half a minute at a time. A scene will go on a few seconds too long. (You keep expecting a fadeout during the ending scene, but it keeps going for a full two minutes past what you’d expect.)
This is part of the reason why I love it, and another part of the reason why I can’t understand how anyone else likes it. It’s so personal, and existential.
(Ha ha! Usage number two!)
Plus, the soundtrack is fantastic.
So. Go see it. If you don’t like it, I can understand why. The feel of it may be entirely unfamiliar to you. Maybe it’s just my life that’s all messy and confusing, and everyone else actually has perfect, fantastic “guy-gets-cheerleader” things.
But this is MY blog, and MY opinions, and Nathan thinks this is his favorite movie of 2007, and 2008, and probably my teenage years. I’d go back and see it like eight times. And buy the soundtrack. (I did, in fact! Thanks, iTunes.)
Besides, it’s got lots of orange Tic-Tacs.
Alrighty! A recap of my life for the past two weeks, plus a bunch of pretentious wankery. I think I”m set! Time to go practice cello.
Cheers, Nathan
(EDIT/NOTE: Wow. I really didn’t say much about the movie itself. Eh, go check Wikipedia. It’s incredibly good. And honestly, it is what a lot of my friends are like, except they aren’t pregnant.)