I'm bored, and the work on my History paper is going very slowly. And I'm a bit conflicted. It's a paper on James Dean and his impact to the Fifties, and also specifically to 1955. So I'm wondering if I should focus on his death (because that was in '55), or if I should concentrate on Rebel Without a Cause because it was filmed in 1955. Rebel could be my connection to the decade, and his death could be my connection to the specific year, but I can't find a lot on his death. I need how it effected people.
Any help or suggestions on this would be welcome.
I still want a nap.
Gail the Exhibitionist, Part Deux:
Okay, so about a week ago, I was discussing why I keep a journal and mentioned the whole "exhibitionist" thing. But I think I'm too modest to be an exhibitionist. Modesty is something that I've been taught, so maybe it doesn't count, but I've never been one to brag. I was always the shy, quiet one. I would speak only when asked to, and that's how people knew I was intelligent. (I'm sort of referring to elementary school and times I was a child, to give proper perspective for my thoughts here.) But it holds true even now. I haven't told anyone about being Assistant Director of Fall Play, or Producer of STUNTS. Not my friends, not my family. I posted in journal, but like I've said, this is as much for me as it is for anyone else.
I'm happy for these, and would like to receive praise and recognition (who doesn't?) but I don't tell people. It's interesting.
Eh, I should get back to work. Or sleep. Which ever.
Oh, and I know where the grilling stuff is. It's in Eric's trunk. And my skin is so hot and the temperature in the basement is so cold, that I'm shivering even though I'm burning up. It's crazy.