I Want You to Want Me

I don’t believe this applies to AP Lit. but I cannot stop laughing at the fact that a coworker of my mother’s just stated right in my face that my sister and I remind her of the Stratford sisters in the film 10 Things I Hate About You.

                Oh wait, let me do a half-baked connection inspired by 6 Degrees of Kevin Bacon: 10 Things I Hate About You is teen rom-com about a guy trying to get a girl whose father won’t allow her to date until her (the girl’s) older sister does. The older sister tends to intimidate/scare away her suitors so the aforementioned guy goes to another guy and has that guy pay another guy to try and date the older sister so the first guy can date the younger girl; And the whole thing is a modernization of Shakespeare’s The Taming of the Shrew and remains in the vein of 90s rom-coms inspired by playwrights of old including and particularly Shakespeare whom wrote many works of literature including Othello which our AP Lit. group is now reading and dissecting accordingly!

Anyway…

                It’s been snowing at my house for two hours now and I really just wish we would all get a call that Hockinson High School is cancelled for tomorrow because, you know, there are never enough free days when it comes to high school. Not that I didn’t enjoy reading Othello with my AP class of course, that was actually a highlight of the day and a reason that still exists where my being forced to attend school tomorrow is concerned.

                It’s just that I have this very… blustery feeling about me that I can’t shake. It’s difficult to discern where the feeling is coming from, if whether or not it comes from the fact that it is snowing still and I feel a familiar bit of giddiness just seeing it, the kind of giddiness that was far more intense when I was around seven or eight years of age, or if it’s the Frank Sinatra and Sting singing their way into my emotional perception. Whatever it is and wherever its coming from, it’s making me so happily weary that I cannot make sense. I really wish I was floating on a little boat out to sea right now with nothing but some music to comfort me. I could be far, far away from all of this stress that comes with the future being unknown but linear. The sea leads to many places, maybe I’d land somewhere better than the present moment.