People

I don't like people.

Well, no.  That's not entirely true.  Individuals are fine.  I like and even love a fair amount of individuals.

But groups?  Not my thing.

I am student directing our school's musical, Miss Saigon.  We open this Friday.  We have an extraordinary team of people working on it, including a highly talented cast full of people I generally respect and like, having been an actor for most of the shows here.

But there's this interesting phenomenon that when the pressure is on, they all just sort of check out.  It seems trivial, but we maintain total silence in the hall, because sounds are easily heard.  Simple, yes?

So then why the fuck did i end up having to chastise harshly and eventually yell at the same fucking groups of people four or five times?

Fine.  Okay.  They're actors, what do they know?  There's just forgetful  I still love them.

What really pisses me off is disrespect.

I personally do my bet never to act in a disrespectful way to anybody, regardless of my (often strong) opinions.  I keep that crap to myself and afford each and every human being the respect they deserve just by virtue of being alive.

Thus, I am unable to fathom when people don't.

We have some members of the crew/directorial staff that are underclassmen.

They know what they're doing.  They're damn good.  They know how to run a show.

And yet it really disgusted me how some of the upperclassmen, whom I would have thought to be much more mature, treated them when asked to do something.

It was horrifying, to tell the truth.

Meh.

The human condition is something I'll never truly understand.

The Official Compendium of Everything

http://theofficialcompendiumofeverything.blogspot.com/

Little side-project of mine.

Surveillance

http://www.theregister.co.uk/2009/02/17/met_cctv/

I am still torn on this issue.  On one level, it's kind of creepy to be constantly watched.  But at the same time, you are out in public, and one should not expect privacy when in public.  These cctv systems are not used for malicious purposes, they just aid in protection of the public by making identification that much quicker.  The police could still get the same (albeit less reliable) data through interrogation, and standing officers.  CCTV is a tool tht makes that less necessary.

But...for some reason we have an inborn paranoia about being recorded.

Meh.

The Official Compendium of Everything

http://theofficialcompendiumofeverthing.blogspot.com/

Little side-project of mine.

Diversity

Lots of posts in one day, but hey, there's nothing wrong with that.  I'm bored.

Basically, I'm worried that this is just going to turn into one of those self-indulgent whiney blogs, like that last post of mine.

S I want to also blog about interesting things.  Stuff that happens, stuff I enjoy.

If anyone reads this, I'd love suggestions in this respect, or send me links (djbjrca@gmail.com) and I'd be more than happy to post them.

Happy trails!

Thus It Begins

This is an interesting time in my life, which is part of the reason I think it's a good time to start blogging.  There is a lot up in the air, a lot of potential for drastic change.  I'm 17 years old.  I'm a junior in high school.  At this point I can either keep myself on track academically or totally tank without a ton of effort.  Most people don't really worry about that too much, you know what kind of student you are in general.  I have no idea.

I have in a sense become erratic and unpredictable.  I was a straight-a student for many years, and last semester I failed a class.

I used to be very introverted and shy but generally content.  Now I would be described as very outgoing and friendly and I recently tried to kill myself

I have no idea what the hell is going on.

And now starts second semester of junior year.  Technically the most important semester, seeing as you take all those standardized tests, start looking at colleges, stabilize your GPA (more or less).  Theres a fair amount of pressure if you're college-bound, and at my school there's something wrong if you aren't.

I guess I don't have a problem with that.  But how on earth am I supposed to what what I will want to do in a year and a half if I don't know what I am liable to do tomorrow?

I do too much, but have no motivation to do anything.  I never seek out things to fill time, I'd rather do nothing.  Yet I am student directing the school's musical which opens in a week, I am the training director for our radio station, I recently emceed the Battle of the Bands, and I've actually found time in between for homework.

Weird.

Basically, I have absolutely no idea where to go from here, or even if knowing where to go makes a difference in where I inevitably end up.

I  have a feeling 2009 is going to be an eventful year.

Third Reincarnation

Alright.  I once again, a year later, have stumbled upon this blog.  I'm not sure why I set it up in the first place and after perusing my various posts I have concluded that whoever I was then has nothing or at least very little to do with who I am now.

So why not give this another shot?

I'm not going to make any deep profound observations.  I'm not going to make powerful social comments.  So I'm not even going to try.

The best I can do is try to report on things which I believe need reporting, and if I make someone's day, awesome.  If I figure myself out, even better.

We shall see.

If you (reader) are reading this post, I assume you are new to this blog (because I had no readers before).  Feel free to read previous posts if ou must, but I wouldnt reccomend it.  You won't find anything interesting there. For all intents and purposes, this post is the first post.  The blog starts here.

Ta!