somethings just stay the same...

"The best thing though, in that museum was that everything always stayed right where it was...the only thing that would be different was you...certain things should stay that way they are. You ought to be able to stick them in one of those big glass cases and leave just them alone."
These few pages, these few lines, give away some of the most of Holden, I've seen throughout the entire book.
That museum represented and meant so much to him, his childhood, his memories, his growth, and his mind. It seems as though Holden's life has been going to awry, everything is so gosh darn awful for him, but not in this museum. Time is slipping away from him with every move he makes, just like the rest of us. Every school he is kicked out of, he looses another half a year in wasted effort, or wasted time. Every death he encounters, every loss of someone close, and he gains ten years in age, looses ten years of childhood. Every bar he goes to he tries to drink, party, or otherwise lift the things that are getting him down from his mind. Every age he fakes, every smoke he takes, he wades further into this unknown pool of "adulthood" and away from the safe shores of his childhood. He wishes he could go back, at least I believe that he does. That someone from back there would throw him that life preserver, and tow him back to land. He's over his head, and his clothes are getting too heavy and water logged for him to tread any longer. It won't be long...
What would Holden's museum look like? The museum of Holden's childhood, the place he could go, and see all that used to be, in shinny glass cases, waiting to be unlatched and walked back into. Preserved, just like it should be, just like it was. Instead of painted Indians, and flying birds, would we see a writing Allie, and a happy Holden? What would we see?
He says, the only thing that would change, would be you...and it's time to leave school, but I'll try to re-gain my thought LATER!!!
well...there goes my thought process, this is all thats comming out on this topic!
These few pages, these few lines, describe Holden in the most fundamental way :

You know what would be sweet?

I'll tell you:

something that I could stick on my head, and it would record all my thoughts throughout the day!  Then you could have this ENORMOUS transcript of your thoughts.  That way I could really write something of meaning here, instead of the normal crap I dish out.  I can never think of anything really when I come to this ol' box of a computer, really!  However...

THIS WOULD NEVER LAND IN THE HANDS OF ANYONE ELSE, LEAST OF ALL THE GOVERMENT&FREAK AGENCIES OF NATURE!!!!!!!

Does that not spell disaster to anyone else?? This would be like a wonky mind-power of mine.  Just think of it!  Some people can levitate objects with their mind...

I print manuscripts out of my ears or something!

Of course everyone has probably thought about this, but I think about it a lot.  I can never keep up with my thoughts, sometimes that is.  And it would be nice to have them all there, I mean you might even think things you didn't remember thinking about!  Dang, what if you where reading through your thoughts, and there was a ton of weird stuff that you never remember thinking about, and it was stuff you would normally never think about?  What if you found out that your mind/yourself where actually an entirely different person than who you thought you were? What if everyone had this?  Could this cause a downwards spiral of depression as everybody found out that their lives where a lie? *gasp* !

This still sounds insanely cool and a little bit appealing to me, even though people would never be able to handle something like this!

THEATRE REMORSE GROUP!

MURDER IS A GAME CAST FOLKERS:

Myself and other member have been talking about how we wanted to get together again

 before everyone graduated because this was such a b.a

 cast...

Anyone up for a little V.I perhaps sometime this weekend or next? I really would like to do this, I mean they remodeled V.I!!! We have to revisit it!! Besides, I'm

 feeling a little senior-graduation-depression-fear-omgosh-we-have-to-graduate-in-two-years-kind-of-thing

!!!!

Anywho, comment or something!

Urban legends are the hostas on my patio!

good ol' thunderstormy days are a commin' ooooeeiii round the corner!

a once ate a thousand violets ooooeeiii round the corner!

HAVE YOU EVER HEAR THE STORY OF THE THREE HEADLICE?

believe it or not, they are actually connected with the three blind mice!  It was a good story, it involved an old man louse who used to be a lyric opera tenor, who sang soprano in madam butterfly.  It also involved a wig maker, who was very crafty!  And a few millions of lice...

you see, lice used to work in banana plantation farms, but before that they lived inside the wigs of the elite and powerful!  You see, it was really the lice that decided to give Marie Antoinette the chopper, and it was most definitely the lice that started the American Revolution!  It's really quite fascinating.  I'm sad I can't recreate it, but it was once of those one time stories you make up!  It was worth telling it though, because I got a sweet henna tattoo on my foot for my services! 

However every time I'm on the computer during a thunder storm I'm always worried I'll get electrocuted, really I am!  That whole "stay away from electronics" really gets yer sometimes!  I know it's crazy, but sometimes I only touch the keyboard when a need to, then hope it won't transfer to my bones and kill me!  well...better go, you never know if these things people tell you are ture!!

Oh! Yee'l jest hav tu' be beari' me hanus crimes of puttin' on music teh me page!! For nay, it tis not be goin' nowhere, nohow! I might be changin' it up now an' then. but battle ready yeersleves, there be a storm commin'. an' i think i feel a change in the wind says i!

don't you wish there where things you could say...outloud?

and you wouldn't regret it, and you wouldn't feel like you had doomed yourself to eternal peril? 

and you wouldn't feel afraid of rejection?

and you wouldn't have to play by the "rules"?

don't you wish?

i do.

The best excuse to not do homework...

Come on Zorro, I need to do Chemistry.

No. you cannot play with my foot...no, sorry not-

GAHHHEEAAIIIII!! NOT THE HOMEWORK!!!!! THAT'S IT! YOU'VE GOT IN COMMIN' YOU LITTLE NUGET!!!!!

I'M GONNA EEEAAATT YOOO- gosh darn it!!! Why must you be so CUTE!!!

well....never try to reason with a cat...especially a cute one!

Spring if I ever saw it!!!!

Yes indeed! Spring in certainly in the air!!

a most be-a-U-tiful day if I do say so myself!!

Alienation-through the phases

Alienation-everyone can agree it's not something that one looks forward to. It's not something that falls high up their on people's favorites list, or comes into play during fond reminiscing. And as we think back on the times that we where alienated, or subjected to separation, there just might be a pattern...
Granted, alienation happens everyday, in every way, and there is no telling when it will strike, or what you can do. However, it almost seems as if alienation is more apparent at certain times in our lives. Say that you didn't go to this school for all ten years of your school life, say you went to an elementary school, then a middle school, and finally a high school. Here, we where always told about the big changes that where coming about, as we dramatically moved down one locker row in the hallway. Here we where told, that now we would have bigger responsibilities, and that we might need to adjust to this shocking change. We kept our friends, we kept many of our teachers, we kept the same building, we only moved up a grade level! What about those people who didn't end up going to the same middle school building as all their elementary friends? Who where really experiencing these big changes, and not just thinking that they where. Splashed into a building full of new faces, new ways, and unfamiliar places, this was the way these students went, and are going through school. It seems to me, that alienation seems most apparent in the "transitional stages" we go through in life. Whether it be something like changing a grade title, or moving from the realm of child to adult. The transitions are always the weakest, the breaking points when we have to almost start over. These are the times when we are exploited, and alienated, and until we learn to adapt to that new situation, it will continue. Not only that, but some people never get the chance to adapt, and never reach the level where they are not shunned. Why does this happen? Because we don't let them

growing up -->

So...

I just watched Slumdog millionaire on Sunday and it got me thinking about people's childhoods and how they effect who they become.  What happened in Holden's childhood that has led him to behave in such a way towards societal preferences and expectations for him.  Is it just the typical "teen angst" factor coming in to play, or is it more?  How do people turn out the way they do?  In the movie (Slumdog millionaire), it was almost proving against childhood shaping, I mean the poor guy got to grow up in an absolutely horrifying way!  His mother killed when he was only about five years old, having to live on his own, trying to stay alive and living with death, poverty, lies and the horrible truths or reality.  You would think a person who grew up like that would be hardened by life beating down on them.  You would think that person would be a lying, cheating, thieving creature, trying to obtain anything they could to enhance their rate of survival.  You would think.  

So what happened in Holden's youth?  Did his parents push for the "pleasantville" atomic family, and it ended up backfiring in their faces?  Was that extra little push they gave him when he hit the baseball through Mr. McNelly's window just enough to make his realize what he was living with.  Did he see someone, someone whom he would have normally admired, and suddenly realized that they where a fake?  Was it something like with Biff and Willy's affair with the woman?!! Holden and Biff might have been all set up for the "successful" life, with their parents happily in tow behind, when something happened.  It must have been something big, to cause such a dramatic shift in beliefs.  It could have been Allie's death....then again.  Holden could have always been destined for something of this sort, and has always been like this!  People seem too hard to just pin down to a category, or to predict with probability, or common circumstance.  Afterall, a kid with a nice normal family, with goals and ambitions will turn out completely "normal" right?   

You would think.

O-o people are strange...and very entertaining ;D !!

What makes us feel...

I feel very uninspired for this at the moment, my apologies if you read this...and whatever i wrote before this...and anything really...nagh.

Why is it that Holden can be so unattached, and so uncaring for most of the population, yet he has these few people that come into his life, seem like his saving grace.  His brother Allie, who he loved, so much that...i can't really write anything to sum it up.  Now we see someone new, this Jane.  If it had been anyone else on that date, it wouldn't have mattered, anyone else.  Yet it wasn't anyone else, and somehow he still holds this connection to her that he can't  break.  

I've heard that Holden does things without really knowing why he does, which could be true.  But I believe that he is the most lost, or confused when dealing with someone whom he truly cares about.  He punches all the windows out with Allie's death, and causes his roommate to punch in the face with Jane.  But really, I have to admit, I think he does know why...or at least, it seems as if he had a reason, I might be able to pick it out.  Maybe the question is: why wouldn't you punch the car window's out when your brother died?  Well, maybe it's a bit extreme, but ONLY in the violence department, not in the way of grief.  Anyway's to sum up todays horrible reflection: Dis book iz gunda, and I liek et a lout.

photers

don't we all enjoy the occasional glass elevator outings?

 

The best picture of raquel...sorry raquel I'll post those marvey ones of moi and sarah!

HELPS!

I don't understand this young follow and google name and such.  Now I am following some people's blogs twice!! Once as my blogger accound (extraordinaryexclamtions) and one as this young google account of which i thought I had to set up in order to follow unanimously (Jonsey Boy (my nickname with my fellow indiana jones adventurers))

anyone able to shed some light?  can i combine them into one person......?

So...Catcher in the Rye

Because Holden is so judgmental of everyone else, I feel it's only fair to be judgmental of him (for the time being...)  Holden is cynical, dead on cynical.  It seems like the only person that he can actually say something nice about is Allie, who's dead.  Kind of weird, the only thing he has anything good to say about is something that's not there.  That kind of sums him up in a way.  Always trying, reaching, wanting something that's not there, whatever that is.  These intangible things drive his life, shaping his action, thoughts ect.  He's so determined to deny this "life is a game" idea, so determined NOT to play by the rules.  I think that the very thought of him as just a little player, who, if he follows the rules, plays along will reach then "end", or "win" this game.  So determined to deny and reject this sickening idea, he refuses to partake in ANYTHING that would come out looking like a correct move,a good roll, or perhaps a lucky draw.  He's stubborn, reminds me of myself actually.  When i found out that they where going to tear down the old library and build a new one, I boycotted, no REFUSED that new library.  I didn't even LOOK at it!  It was just this stubborn mindset that I can get into when I want.  I successfuly avoided any contact what so ever with the library for about five, six years, until last summer, when I was forced to go there for a summer french tutoring dealio.  Squinging my eyes, I entered the building hoping that maybe if I just squinted the whole time everything would be fine.  I've been to the library a few times now, but only when I must.  I however still haven't checked out a book from there, which I would like to point out shows incredible endurance on my part (I feed/live out of books).  I don't know what it was, but I do know, once you get in, there's no getting out, I mean you're breaking y our own word!! GAgh! Holden, is never going to play by the rules, not with a mind like that...

STARWARS EXTRAVAGANZA!!!

So here's the dealio, last summer i went to THIS AMAZING STARWARS exhibit in MN, and I never got to show anyone (not that they would really care!)  but really, it was SOOOO AWEEESOME!! There were all the original artifacts and such, and GHAHASIRTAWOIJARTKO!!! THose are the only words i can try and describe it with.  Basicaly it was on my top most awesome fun trips and I guess I want to share it with people, so randomly i'll supply a picture and a story!!!

for now: me and my homeboy darth...

flowers ... AGAIN!!

okay, now really, stop computering...you've got better things, like homework!!! XD..only not really, but I'll finish anyways (but actually yes, homework more important than flower pictures, and i have suddenly turned into a caveman with my speech!)

JONI'S FAKE PHOTO BLOG continued...Flowers

Flowers framed in window...yay spring!

 

JONI'S FAKE PHOTOGRAPHY BLOG!!!!!

Hurrah! 

So, I was browsing arond all ya'lls photography blogs, and sayin to me self, "man i wish i could take photography!"  It just looks so FUN!  Learn about picture taking goods, take pictures, edit pictures, have fun! Of course it might be awful, but not what I've heard.  Anyways, I reilize that I take a bunch of pointless pictures, because I will NEVER DO ANYTHING WITH THEM!!!! They eirther sit on my camera and get deleted, or sit on my computer (and get deleted), because they serve do purpose, only "Oh look a photo!" kind of thing.  So as long as I like to take pictures I will never use, I might as well put them here...and THEN delete them!  Plus, it's kind of my...non-elective-taking moping system.

First One You Get : Mon Kitter!!! :D

(Oh! Disclaimer!! I don't claim these pictures to be any good or anything, I just got my mom's old broken camera (but it's fixed now) and like to document awesome things I might see (or random, or ugly, or beautiful, or shocking ect., iz just for fun!))

um.. we'll say scenery (is that a category you have?)

I just be enjoyin' this place...a lot...it's springtime!! (only not for Hitler in Germany!...The Producers, anyone?...)