The It: by Donna Johnson

Recently I purchase my very first copy of a Synechoche: Literary Journal of Vanguard University, which to say I am very proud of. However, when I first found out I had to attain a copy of the book I was not to please. I thought of the book as being a collection of works by students that thought they were the next C.S Lewis or John Steinbeck or even Jack London. And for that i must apologies, the works that i found in it not only were greatly written but also made me as a reader think, and re-read (and for those who know me, know that for me to read it even once it good). When I was looking and reading poems, short stories and even plays to connect to my lens of my previous paper, which focused upond how we as people allow the media to have power over our lives, my eyes fell upond the title "The It". immediately I was intrigued. What is this "IT"? Is it some monster that's been pulled out of a Stephen King novel? Or perhaps its some religious paper on How God is neither a man nor women gender but both in one making the argument that God is an "It". In know that's a pretty far out there conclusion; but, if you knew me you know that this is not hard to see this happening. As I began to read the play i find out that its a story of a married couple and the wife has just arrived back home late from rehearsing for a play. As the play goes on I begin to find out that this is not the first time and that this a a reacquiring them. They begin to fight over why they are talking anymore. He blames her for not coming home and not wanting to spend time with him. She blames him for not wanting to live a exciting live and just wants to sit around the house and do nothing. Now you might be wondering how does this apply to power base culture? Well this is why. In today's society everything that is consider to be "hip" and "cool" for young single adults and adults alike is to go out have some drinks and go party. This is what the wife is doing instead of going home and spending time with the person that she loves and has married. The other part of out great society tells us to go and work an 8-5 job, come home spend time with the family, go to sleep, and repeat. Both of these individuals are doing what society sees as right, but they aren't doing them together. They are being riped apart from one another. Neither one is truly in the wrong, nor in the right. As the arguing persists the husband begins to ask her what is "It" that keeps her from coming home and being with him. She replies she doesn't know what "It" is. I believe that this is a very impactful play. What is "It"? For some "It" may be movies, or music. For others "It" may be fashion, or even another person. "It" is the culture that has consumed us and has taken over our actions. We know we should be doing this, or we should be there; but, "It" is to enticing. To unressitable to deny even when our little own Jiminy Cricket whispers in our ear, "Don't do It, you know that's not whats best for ya." After a few times of hearing that, the voice fades and "It" takes control.

Two Down, Many To Go.

Last year I saw a movie called the Bucket List, if you haven't seem it or even hear of it, which is about two men who find out they don't have much to live and decide to do things they've always wish to do. Well to be honest it got me thinking, why wait till its to late. Within the last 3 weeks I have done two things that I have always wanted to do.
1> I was about three weeks ago on a cloudy day. The good Lord was kind enough to keep the rain from falling. So we headed out to catch us a shark and a shark we found. We were on our way back to the harbor because we didn't have any luck thus, then all of a sudden it hit. It hit as hard and as fast as a runaway train. After 2 hours of fighting this beast it finally arose from the deeps. My heart pounding out of my chest, sounds of both cheers and terror as we pulled it onto the boat. All and all it was 207 pounds of pure killing machine that I fought.( and both "Whats His Name", and "You Know Who" were both there.)
2> Just happened today. So we went out again to try to get a shark, which was unsuccessful. First we couldn't find any bait to catch, bait are smaller fish which you use to catch bigger fish, (cough Floor moms that was for you to understand cough...) So we thought we could dive down and spear the fish with a spear gun. No one wanted to do it so I said I would. Little did I know that usually people wear a wet suite because the water is just to FREAKIN cold. I almost didn't do it out of both the how cold the water was, and the fear of what might be lerking under the blue, mejestic ocean. But I know that if I didn't do it I would regret it. So i Blunged into the deep aybss not knowing what i might come face to face with. The only thing i could hear was the sound of the air racing in and out of my snorkal. It was as if I was hyperventalating.
As i swam closer to the drifting kelp line there i could school of fish feed apond it. Luckly for me, I didn't have to wait long before i saw my target. I took aim with my spear gun... and with a pull of the trigger the spear had gone from me to the fish in a blink of eye. First i thought I missed it, then a tung... and another tung. Quickly i pulled the line in that looked as if it went stright to the bottome of the ocean for two reasons: 1)because I was so jacked out of my mind because on my first attepmt I had speared a fish; 2) because now there was blood in the water and my fear of coming face to face with Jaws himslef one increased. As fast as I could I swam back to the boat. So fast that I even swam out of one of the fins I was using. So I thought of going back to get, as soon as i put my head above the water everyone was yelling so my first thought was.... SHARK!!! so I swam so back to the boat as fast as I could only to have everyone looking at me as like, 'What the hell, why did you just leave the fin the water."
Never in my mind did I ever think I would ever go spear fishing, evevn though i dream of doing it one day. Two down and not many, but a whole lifetime full to go.

And Another Checked Off The List

Lord of The Rings day

So I woke up this morning because my cell phone was ringing, thank you very much Catherine haha, and was asked if the guys and I still wanted to go down to San Diego for the day. I was totally up for it. Everyone else was a big... NO! So i sat around for while did laundry for while, and am still doing as of now, fell asleep reading, then woke up and got some chick-fil-a. It was good, very good. Then got back and started watching Lord of The Rings.
That was at 3 o'clock this afternoon and I haven't stopped yet. I think this is what some people would call an "anti-protuctive" day. O well.

And The Show Has Reached a New Low

So today started off great. I woke up had so breakfast with some of the guys on the floor. Came back up on the floor to watch some football, then went out and played our first intramural football game of the season. Our team, Timid Tigers, won with great success thanks for to the great group of guys on the team and the nutrition that our floor mothers brought for us (Momma Bear + Momma McGill (also known as Kar Bear) + Momma Holtzhouser
+ Momma Riley = AWESOMENESS), But after all these great times, I came back into my room and now am playing video games. I even opted out of going to the always delicious Chipotla (I know I spelt it wrong). Is this what my weekends are going to be comprised of? I truly hope not. Luckily some people suggested I begin blogging so now not only do I realize that I'm boring a uneventful; so does everyone else.

My first BLOG.

Well this is my first blog and i don't know what to talk about at all. Maybe i should mention the fact that I am making this blog during class so that in turn should show you how bored I am.

Also yesterday I was herassed by me floor mother, Catherine, because i did not save her a set in class, the class that I am in right now. So today i saved her a chair and she sat down next to me. Then told me she would never sit next to me again because I am to distracting. Sorry Mother Riley. So I began to take notes in class, as a good student. But after awhile Cathrine begins to ask me to look up the area code 719 (which is Colorado Spings, Colorado by the way) then she asked me if I have made a blog yet, I said no, she gasped. So now I'm blogging.

well thats all I got right now hopefully there will be more later.

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