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David Foster Wallace was like, Art must be sincere! We must use every tool in the linguistic toolbox to cut through sentiment and dishonest cliche and build fresh ways to reveal the power and reality of unironized emotion.
And Mister Rogers was like, Basically the same thing, but without any shame or pretense or fear of sincerity.
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So, I finally finished my project for humanities. It’s a video based on the concepts of stage fright, wishful thinking, and a whole lot of self doubt.
I was excited to play around with some basic theater cliches and had a blast working with a bunch of my friends. (I owe them a lot! Thanks guys!) but I’m still a little worried of what my class may think. (I have to show them Thursday.) Even though I’ve always been big on not caring for rude opinions thrown in my direction.
I guess on Thursday I’ll just have to march in there with my head held high as they watch almost 2 minutes of my inner most thoughts and fears.
But still…. I’m scared. This is high school. Uhg. Perhaps this is meant to be. I should do things that frighten me or make me uncomfortable and take what I can from the experience.
I wish I had a friend in class to hold my hand or something. I’ll probably resort to closing my eyes or turning beet red. Brilliant.
No going back now.
How did this get 71,000 notes?!
Also, now that tumblr is being bought by yahoo, does this mean I will finally get paid for every note generated? And if so, can I declare that payment as fishing boat proceeds?!
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