I want to post something...say something...but I dunno what to say, man. LAME.
ooomg, we had a grad student come into our Abnormal Psych class today to lecture about psychopathy, sociopathy and Antisocial Personality disorder ((did you know they were 3 different things? I didn't.)) It was pretty nifty. Really good slideshow presentation prepared, minus the fact that it was black type on a dark red (or sometimes blue) background. C'mon, dude..you're a master's student. You're smarter than that! Lucky for us he gave out a packet that contained all the slides with lines for notes and stuff, so yeah.
OH, and I'm redecorating the shoebox sometime soon, whenever I find the time. It's too...sophomore-emo!Bela for me now, and although I still love the lyrics and pictures and stuff it's just...not me anymore. =) fun stuff.
AND I'm thinking about NOT doing a senior project, but instead opting to take 4 extra psych electives - that'd be SWEET. I could do an independent study and just write a 50 page paper on something having to do with school psychology...ahhh, you know who I should talk to? I should talk to Cris....*messages* hahaha, yeah. Plan and all.
DUDE! you guys! Mike made me icons!!! Those pix he had up of himself with the sparklers, he made me icons of just the sparklers part and they're SO. COOL. seriously.
...all right, I can't help it. =P I wanted to update with a song/poem, but that doesn't generate discussion. But it should.
One Train May Hide Another
(sign at a railroad crossing in Kenya)
In a poem, one line may hide another line,
At a crossing, one train may hide another train.
That is, if you are waiting to cross
The tracks, wait to do it for one moment at
Least after the first train is gone. And so when you read
Wait until you have read the next line --
Then it is safe to go on reading.
In a family one sister may conceal another,
So, when you are courting, it's best to have them all in view
Otherwise in coming to find one you may love another.
One father or one brother may hide the man,
If you are a woman, whom you have been waiting to love.
So always standing in front of something the other
As words stand in front of objects, feelings, and ideas.
One wish may hide another. And one person's reputation may hide
The reputation of another. One dog may conceal another
On a lawn, so if you escape the first one you're not necessarily safe;
One lilac may hide another and then a lot of lilacs and on the Appia Antica one tomb
May hide a number of other tombs. In love, one reproach may hide another,
One small complaint may hide a great one.
One injustice may hide another -- one colonial may hide another,
One blaring red uniform may hide another, and another, a whole column. One bath may hide another bath
As when, after bathing, one walks out into the rain.
One idea may hide another: Life is simple
Hide Life is incredibly complex, as in the prose of Gertrude Stein
One sentence hides another and is another as well. And in the laboratory
One invention may hide another invention,
One evening may hide another, one shadow, a nest of shadows.
One dark red, or one blue, or one purple -- this is a painting
By someone after Matisse. One waits at the tracks until they pass,
These hidden doubles or, sometimes, likenesses. One identical twin
May hide the other. And there may be even more in there! The obstetrician
Gazes at the Valley of the Var. We used to live there, my wife and I, but
One life hid another life. And now she is gone and I am here.
A vivacious mother hides a gawky daughter. The daughter hides
Her own vivacious daughter in turn. They are in
A railway station and the daughter is holding a bad
Bigger than her mother's bag and successfully hides it.
In offering to pick up the daughter's bag one finds oneself confronted by the mother's
And has to carry that one, too. So one hitchiker
May deliberately hide another and one cup of coffee
Another, too, until one is over-excited. One love may hide another love or the same love
As when "I love you" suddenly rings false and one discovers
The better love lingering behind, as when "I'm full of doubts"
Hides "I'm certain about something and it is that"
And one dream may hide another as is well known, always, too. In the Garden of Eden
Adam and Eve maybe hide the real Adam and Eve.
Jerusalem may hide another Jerusalem.
When you come to something, stop to let it pass
So you can see what else is there. At home, no matter where,
Internal tracks pose dangers, too: one memory
Certainly hides another, that being what memory is all about,
The eternal reverse succession of contemplated entities. Reading A Sentimental Journey look around
When you have finished, for Tristram Shandy, to see
If it is standing there, it should be, stronger
And more profound and theretofore hidden as Santa Maria Maggiore
May be hidden by similar churches inside Rome. One sidewalk
May hide another, as when you're asleep there, and
One song hide another song; a pounding upstairs
Hide the beating of drums. One friend may hide another, you sit at the foot of a tree
With one and when you get up to leave there is another
Whom you'd have preferred to talk to all along. One teacher,
One doctor, one ecstasy, one illness, one woman, one man
May hide another. Pause to let the first one pass.
You think, Now it is safe to cross and you are hit by the next one. It can be important
To have waited at least a moment to see what was already there.
frankly, I really liked it because of the end. It all seems so redundant - like he's bringing in every example possible to make sure every. single. person. understands what he's talking about, but then at the end...it's not about hiding. It's not about finding - it's not even about seeing something new! It's about seeing "what was *already there*" and I really loved that.
DON'T FORGET TO SUGGEST MOVIES AND BOOKS! I need to stop being uncultured, people! and I need your help =P