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I very much agree with the critical thoughts of Northrop Frye. Fry's ideas on the tragic hero fit in perfectly with Shakespeares play of Othello. The charachter Othello is both directly and indirectly effected by the tragedy; 'victimized' as well as 'being the instrument.' Following along with Frye's metaphor of the probability of a lightning bolt hitting a giant tree rather than a small patch of grass. It would be devastating if during a large thunder storm that your beautiful oak tree was destroyed by lightning and then your the only hope that still remained in your garden was that at least your flower beds would still be in tact was shattered when you discover that every little thing had been destroyed. This is the exact same thing with Othello. All though Othello is your giant tree that is wiped out you simply can not believe that everyone else that you once loved, respected, and trusted was gone as well.

the bad eggs

I think that all people are born good. all acts of evil come from the things affecting a person growing up. so people who have a negitive childhood are the ones turning out evil. so its all on you parents to decide weather or not we turn into mass murdurers. no its not just the parentals fault kids who were teased aover the years are building up inside with anger and eventually are going to explode. also illnesses can have an effect in the end. when people cant help how they act they cant help if they are evil or not. so no you are not born on the dark side you some how transfer over...

lovie dovie

love is super complicated
because when you actually fall in love, everything that was before is no longer the same. what i am trying to say is that it is such a different emotion that when you experience it for the first time and maybe the only time you go crazy.

i mean i have never been in love before or anything, the above is simply my opinion as of how it works or should work.

it really bothers me when couples in high school are all like we are in love and stuff. i am just like come on yall, you arent in love. you may love one another but you arent IN LOVE! like this one friend of mine, her and her boyfriend are all like "the relationship we share is just above the rest of you guys who havent discovered your soulmate yet" and the rest of us just look at her for a second of silence and then burst into laughter and then she is all " see what i mean you guys you are just too imature to undedrstand"

the teenage life

well since i am a girl ...
drama is the biggest difficulty in my life.
whether it be with
my friends
boys or
my family (most likely my dad).
its not like i am super dramatic
and suck it
out of people but
it happens
more offten
than i would prefer.

and i must
admit
that i dont really
try to
stop it.
i think that as
much of an unplesant distraction
it is we still
wouldnt
know
how to function
with
out it.

i almost forgot!

my dads first cousin was a freakin movie star! i know its awesome.

he was the main charcter in the movie midnight express.
i think it was about a man who went to a foriegn country and some how got involved in drugs and the law.
bad combination.
so he goes to a prison where he is treated very badly by the guards. also while he is in prison he is trying to get out by getting in contact with the american embacy.

well i suck at sumarizing movies, especially when i haven't seen them. you see the movie is rated R and i was never aloud to watch it. but now that i am reminded of it i will put it on my netflix.

his name was brad davis. unfortunatly h e got cought up in the holywood lifestyle and had a cocaine addiction. from this he contracted AIDS, and died at age 41.

well i suck at technology..

the lamb blog spot went to the dogs, no offense blog master riley. so here are my thoughts on christopher moore's book.

- i thought that it was a realy interesting and funny book.

-i really didnt like when biff and maggie had sex. it was just really not somthin g that i wanted to hear about two twelve year olds participating in. like i know that for people in those days it was completly normal but i just could never think of them in them as the inocent children as they were before. i liked the yongness of them that moore showed when they would play games and then bam they did it. i hated that part

-now i could have sworn that in some sunday school lesson i was tought that jesus didnt meet the wise men until he was about three years old. yes they stated their journey when the star was in the sky, so since they were walking and all they ended up meeting jesus and giving him the frankincinse, gold, and myhr around his third birthday. so whaen this random fact popped in to my head i started to think how much of this story is actualy true to the bible. i mean yeah i have been going to church since birth and pretty much know all of the bible basics, but i mean i dont really find the basics to come in handy when your are analyzing the retelling of christ life.

christmas everything

every single year around the holiday of thanksgiving our mailbox begins to fill up with catalogs selling expensive children cloths; not regular cloths, these are christmas themed. each page is filled with smiling boys and girls wearing matching sunday dresses and sweaters. on ocasion they even manage to get the whole family to match. its great. anyway my grandmother every year picks out an outfit, most likly matching, to wear for chrismas festivities. these festivities consist of things such as...
-waiting, waiting, and waiting in phipps plaza to take a picture on what my mom always said was the prettiest santa's knee
-the christmas eve sevice at the church, where me and my brother awaited the day that we would be able to hold the candel all by ourselves
-and of chorse the following afternoon, christmas day, when we would all go to my grandmothers house and one last time put on the dress and the large ribbon in my hair the whole time thinking at least i wont have to wear it again after this!

but you cant buy a christmas dress and not christmas pajamas. so yes, all of the cousins would each year would wear matching x-mas pjs. one year they would be red and green striped long johns and the next year covered in animals from the north pole.

but what sucked the most about all of the stuff was that the clothes and pajamas would come at least a month before christmas. so that dress hanging in my closet and the pajamas sealed up in a bag on my dresser became an evil reminder of how far away
christmas was.