Saturday, September 27, 2014

Six is such a weird number

 
Loose grip. Thick skin. Underestimated perspective.
 
*poke* "Did that hurt?" *smirks* "Ouch!"
 
"Mirrors, shattered or not, are weapons."
 
How to catch his attention? *click*
 
Baby prodigy plays minor key only
 
For sale: Crisp twenty dollar bill

Sunday, September 21, 2014

John Proctor: Bae or nah?

     John Proctor, a farmer in the play, The Crucible. The character, while a very dynamic character throughout the play, the categorization of this character is often put up for personal interpretation. Is he a pawn used by other characters or is he just a tragic hero who had to fall at some point? Personally, I could see John Proctor as a hero because 1) Humility. In order for a hero to be a hero, he must live with the people as one, not be praised or stand above them. John Proctor lived among the people as an well respected man. Not praised, just respected. 2) The only thing, he had one flaw. Like all hero's, John had a weakness. His weakness is he wasn't able to muster up the courage to say he had an affair with Abigail because he valued the public's opinion. So in a way, his humility became the internal battle all heroes must face. 3) An arch nemesis with a background story to go hand and hand with. This nemesis just happened to be Abigail. I think Abigail was able to manipulate john without even trying to put the effort into it, but that doesn't make him a stooge. All heroes have a point where they must retreat from battle while the villain runs a muck, the only difference is that John Proctor came back into the battle a little too late... and he fell. So in conclusion, I believe John Proctor can be viewed as a hero. NOT HE SHOULD BE, he could be. The ambiguity of characters is all up to our great minds.

Sunday, September 14, 2014

There Goes The Neighborhood

      The pavement lurches to the right and my legs follow like a train on a track. Head down in the blue light, the first few houses pass. The pounding in my ears stop momentarily, and the silence sets in. The light ceases and my head jerks up, only to be filled with melodic pounding once again. My sight is gone, light no longer lighting the path. Seconds pass, and I am able to see now, see the blur of colors and shapes for what they were on the surface. I am halfway home now. I see no people whatsoever, nor do I wish to see people. I turn the last curb and jet down in a straight line, with illuminating lights perched on poles, aligned with the street. I reach my house, walk through the cracked driveway and knock on the door. As I wait for an answer I see my neighborhood. Quaint, dull...safe.

Thursday, September 4, 2014

Simply little old moi

Simply Moi,

   Hey there! So my name is Alejandro Garcia. No middle name. No "Alex" as a nickname, just Alejandro, the way my father had intended it to be. However, I am referred to as Alleh by my friends.   I am currently 15 and I'm kind of just a plain old teen. I can kill a phone battery in a few hours. I enjoy being lazy then complain about my boredom. I can't live without music, like most. In fact, I love singing and my favorite song at the moment is colors of the wind, from Pocahontas. (Yes, I know it's an oldie but I just got back into it and it's my jam now. Don't judge...or do, I don't really care) I value my voice the most, although at times I feel like the worst singer on the planet. I have a pretty good range, going from low tenor too them Jessie J type high notes. I am an artsy person in general, touching on most of the aspects of the arts except dance! (That stuff looks too hard and I am a heavy child. Nu-uh! I don't play games!) I even have a youtube channel which you should check out! (It's just "N/A" #Self #Promotion) I like to think that I'm this crazy outgoing persona that I an not entirely. I am for sure crazy, but I'm surely not as out-going as I would like to think I am, which I want to change. If I am kinda awkward with you, my bad but just keep the conversation going and I will warm up to you. I don't really know what else to say other than this is for my English class, which I think is pretty cool, but yeah. Until next time! Byyyyeeeeeee!