Thursday, April 17, 2014

O is for Offices

More specifically, the law office I work at.

Yeah, you read that right. I'm seventeen and working at a law office. Admittedly, I just file and type, organize stuff, print stuff, fax stuff, etc. I learned how to use a typewriter. I learned what a bunch of different documents are for. And I learn a little bit more about people every time I hear the lawyer talk to her clients.

People are crazy. They do crazy things. Or know people who do crazy things. I don't want to get into any specifics. Just in case someone is reading this. Because you can never be too sure.

But I will say that every day I go in is something new. The lawyer I work for specializes in family law. So I get to see how messy the divorces and custody issues get. It's not fun. And I'm just filing the paperwork for it. I can't even imagine having to be either of the spouses, or the children caught in the middle.

I'll admit to being nosy, but it's in the pursuit of knowledge I swear.

As a writer, this stuff is gold. Obviously, I'm not getting the full story. Or even full exposure to the case. But the tidbits I do get? My imagination goes crazy. And I love it.

My parents insist I'm lucky because I work in an office. As opposed to being a waitress, or doing anything in the food business. As opposed to working in retail. As opposed to manual labor - although I insist that I sometimes have to move around boxes. And let me tell you - a decent sized box filled with paper can be pretty heavy. Especially when it's on the top shelf and you're the height of the average American woman.

But I'll admit it's nothing like actual physical labor. So yes, I am very lucky. My boss is pretty great, probably because she only has two workers. So she can be friendly and comfortable with us.

Whether I really want to go into law or not is something I will not address here :D

-Wolfie

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

N is for Nonsense

As a writer, and as a weirdo in general, I feel like this is a legitimate subject.

Why do I feel like this?

Because as a weirdo, I do weird things in an attempt to see how people react. Do I get weird looks? A surprised chuckle? Do I get slapped across the face?

The latter has never happened, maybe because I'm a girl. But the point remains. If I ever do something that warrants a slap across the face, I'd be interested to know why what I said or did would illicit such a response.

Fancy way of saying: why do people do what they do? How do they react to certain things?

Both of which are things I wonder on a daily basis. Because inside my heart is a little writer, clacking away on a typewriter because he/she is vintage like that. (Call me crazy, because I think typewriters are cool. Just goes to show you. I am young and clearly don't know the hassle of having to rely only on a typewriter.)

So the typewriter in me loves nonsense. Because you never really know a person until you know how they react to your nonsense.

What do I mean by nonsense?

It's pretty broad. It could be wondering aloud about a general uncomfortable topic. It could be making weird faces, make whale noises, skipping randomly, singing loud and off-key.

You get the idea?

So tell me: how do you deal with nonsense? What do you think qualifies as nonsense? Is this post nonsense?


-Wolfie

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

M is for Mandatory Reading

This seems to be another issue nowadays. The reason I find this remotely significant is because out loud, I am against mandatory reading. Because why should anybody tell me what I have to read? And all that nonsense.

But I secretly like it. I have no problem with having to read certain books for classes. Usually it's English class. But if my history teacher decided we should all read such-and-such. I wouldn't mind. In fact, I'd probably be thrilled. Right after I freak out about when I'll ever find the time to read it, anyways.

But back to the whole English thing - whenever a book gets assigned, people complain. I get that I'm one of the few who genuinely loves reading, and reading anything and everything. I get that I'm not as picky as most. I'm easily entertained blah blah blah.

But the alternative is no reading, and it looks like public education is trying to do just that. There has been talk at my school about getting rid of the "literature" part of English. So no mandatory reading, where the whole class reads the same book and discusses it.

And I'm thinking: what the heck? Why is that even an option? I know I'm being rather unsophisticated for saying this, but I think it's ridiculous.  People (well, readers) complain about how they regret not reading more classics. Hell, I regret not reading more classics. And I hate thinking that someday, people might not be reading any classics.

That is not to say that I love all classics. Or that they are all good. Or that they should all be read. I'm just saying - don't take that opportunity away from students.

I know people who hated Pride and Prejudice. Jane Eyre. Two of my favorite classics. A bit girly, I have to admit. But I liked them. A lot. I'm glad I read them in class, because I would never have come up with a good enough excuse to buy my own copies.

I didn't love The Great Gatsby at first. Then my history teacher talked about it for less than five minutes during a lecture on the 1920's. And suddenly I had a new appreciation for it. I hardly love it. But I understand it. Whereas in my English class, I passed a test on it, not even knowing what the point of it was.

So maybe I'm an oddball, at least among my own generation. But I love mandatory reading. It's a good excuse to break out of my shell, read something written in a time where words had more meaning.

That's not to say modern YA stuff doesn't have a lot of meaning. Because I can think of a lot of YA books that could easily be taught in English class, that are deep and meaningful and beautiful and might just be classics one day. I'm just saying. Classic classics shouldn't be disregarded. They're important, too.


How about you? What do you think about this issue? Is mandatory reading necessary? Am I alone on this?


-Wolfie

Monday, April 14, 2014

L is for Laziness and other Life Lessons

But mostly about laziness. You see, I haven't been around all that long. So claiming that I know a lot about life seems a bit hypocritical. I'm sure everything I've learned, you've all learned and more. So I'll leave it at - I won't claim to know anything you don't.

Plus talking about these sorts of things tends to get too personal. And I'm not in any sort of mood for that!

So let's talk about laziness -

I am lazy. That is not a good thing. It's generally accept because I dare say that most people are lazy. Particularly younger people. I think I'm lazy, but I could be worse. Not that that's any excuse. It just is what it is.

Pertaining to my laziness... I'm working on it. I honestly don't have much time to be lazy, yet I manage to do it every now and then. I hate saying it, but blogging has become my productive way of being unproductive. Not quite the same issue as laziness, but I think it's related. Why do, say, math homework when you could be reading or reviewing or checking out other people's blogs. Just, why?


Why do today would you could do tomorrow?

This is particularly an issue for me on any day that I don't have school the next day. Weekends. Spring/winter breaks. Summer vacation. I AM TOTALLY UNPRODUCTIVE.

SO WHERE THE HELL DOES ALL MY TIME GO?

I assume it's because I decided to become incredibly lazy. So I watch tv. Or read. (doesn't sound lazy, but I read when I should probably be doing something else. See: homework. Or laundry.) And lately I've been trying to get into a whole mess of stuff - calligraphy (of the amateur type, I'm not artistic or used to writing pretty), writing, ice skating. And a new addition! My friend insists on taking me surfing. Which I am totally up for. 

But when???

That's the question of the day.

Pretend it starts with the letter L.

-Wolfie

Sunday, April 13, 2014

K is for...

I know it's late. Sorry about that. Crazy busy weekend...
Doing another song thing! I don't have as many songs that start with K. So it's nice and short (:

Kill the Messenger by Jack's Mannequin
Favorite part: Oh my God, this hurts like hell / I had that dream again where / I was lost for good in outer space / Tell me, doctor, how to shake / A waking nightmare that is only / Worse when I am sleeping

Why I love this song: This is the song that made me look up every other song by Jack's Mannequin. Up until this song I only knew Dark Blue and Rescued.

Kiss from a Rose by Seal
Favorite part: I've been kissed by a rose on the gray, / ...And if I should fall along the way / I've been kissed by a rose / ...been kissed by a rose on the gray.

Kiss Me by Sixpence None the Richer
Favorite part: Lead me out on the moonlit floor / Lift your open hand / Strike up the band and make the fireflies dance / Silver moon's sparkling

Kiss Me Slowly by Parachute
Favorite part: Oh, I'm not sure what this is gonna be, / But with my eyes closed all I see / Is the skyline, through the window, / The moon above you and the streets below.


Kiss Yourself Goodbye by The All-American Rejects
Favorite part: Let go, push your daisies / A thousand maybes, a thousand left I'm done / A white glow, just for tasting / A life for wasting (it’s the one you love) / And I look into your eyes, it's the one you love

Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down

Favorite part: You called me strong, you called me weak, / But still your secrets I will keep / You took for granted all the times / I never let you down / You stumbled in and bumped your head, / If not for me then you'd be dead / I picked you up and put you back on solid ground

-Wolfie

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