Unfortunately, she always seems to catch me when I look at her. I feel like I need to clarify each time she catches me: "Wow, wow. Don't get any ideas, sister. I'm just staring at your repeatedly because you look like a French movie star. Lay off."
This isn't the first time I've been in this kind of situation. I feel like there are occasionally people in my life that I can't stop looking at, just because they look really unique. Why can't these people just allow me to stare at them in peace?
Anyway, this girl wrote a one-act play for our class that dealt with the following subjects:
- Childhood sexual abuse
- A pimp killing a dog
I'm not saying it wasn't good, because everyone else in the class was on the verge of tears and hi-fives after it was read. However, I never have a clue what to say at the end of a play like that. They always ask for comments and criticism at the end, but plays like this leave me completely dumbfounded. Here are four possibilities that crossed my mind:
1. "I like when the pimp killed the dog."
2. "Have you thought about adding a dragon?"
3. "I really liked your play because it had a dog in it and I like dogs."
4. "That's not what pimps act like."
Final Note: I signed up for Twitter at the insistence of my friend Bridger. I don't know why I did it. I honestly struggle to understand what I'm supposed to be doing now that I have signed up. But if you want, you can follow me with the help of that button on the right.
Monday, March 15, 2010
I Like the Part About the Dog
Today I attended my playwriting class. In my playwriting class there is a nice gal who I occasionally steal glances at. It's not because I'm wildly attracted to her, it's because I think she looks kind of like this person who starred in one of my new favorite movies, Amelie: