I'd forgotten how nice it was to genuinely enjoy a book. Lazy Friday ahead methinks... (A tad undeserved)
Friday, May 22, 2009
Saturday, May 09, 2009
Friday, May 08, 2009
"The old woman's face dissolved from my mind, only to be replaced by a series of others. The copper-skinned face of the Mexican maid, straining as she carries out the garbage. The face of Lolo's mother drawn with grief as she watches the Dutch burn down her house. The tight-lipped, chalk-covered face of Toot as she boards the six-thirty A.M. bus that will take her to work. Only a lack of imagination, a failure of nerve, had made me think that I had to choose between them. They all asked the same thing of me, these grandmothers of mine.
My identity might begin with the fact of my race, but it didn't, couldn't end there.
At least that's what I would choose to believe."
--Been reading "Dreams From My Father" by Obama to try and understand how identity is narrated, and come to terms with going back to a past that can't, but must, be narrated, in order for me to meet what comes next with vitality.
My identity might begin with the fact of my race, but it didn't, couldn't end there.
At least that's what I would choose to believe."
--Been reading "Dreams From My Father" by Obama to try and understand how identity is narrated, and come to terms with going back to a past that can't, but must, be narrated, in order for me to meet what comes next with vitality.
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
thesis turned in.
being with the aspiring phds makes me sad. while i'm thinking of leaving and starting anew, some of my favoritest people will be here for many years to come. and they're starting to reconfigure the group based on that reality. this girl's moving in with another who's also going to apply for the phd program next semester. and I's all set to be here for 5 more yrs. J's leaving, for exotic travels. we've started thinking about a 10 yr reunion, cos that's when a lot of our lives' most intense striving will likely be over (or hopefully not).
we can't go on. we go on.
(film class rocks big time. let's make a movie!!!!!!)
being with the aspiring phds makes me sad. while i'm thinking of leaving and starting anew, some of my favoritest people will be here for many years to come. and they're starting to reconfigure the group based on that reality. this girl's moving in with another who's also going to apply for the phd program next semester. and I's all set to be here for 5 more yrs. J's leaving, for exotic travels. we've started thinking about a 10 yr reunion, cos that's when a lot of our lives' most intense striving will likely be over (or hopefully not).
we can't go on. we go on.
(film class rocks big time. let's make a movie!!!!!!)