Stylin'

Before class, I spent some time just walking around campus, breathing, checking in. I love the feeling of cold air being inhaled through my nostrils. It makes me feel awake, more so than inhaling cold air through the mouth. I think it's because the mouth is actually a major source of body heat, so air coming in gets warmed before it makes it to the lungs. Digression: we lose a lot of body heat through our mouths. That is why many languages which were born in northern Europe are so guttural. The German language developed the bass-y rough sound because early Prussians didn't open their mouths very far to speak because it was so damn cold out. So if you're stuck somewhere cold, keep your mouth shut. It helps.

The counting game felt especially difficult today. I don't know if it was just rust, if I was distracted by some external thing, or if the people on the other side of the circle were more in my plane of vision to day than usual. Definitely need to practice.

One Clap Two Stomp Three Snap Four Pat Five Chicken

I enjoyed being able to reflect on my own personal style. After some good introspection, I always feel more aware for the next several hours. I've been going through the day thinking to myself, "I really do use that word a lot!" and pondering the way in which I present myself to authority figures (aka the police). I suppose that is the point of introspection for actors: awareness of self.

Fun SAT word I used today: serendipitous

Analysis of everyone else's style was an interesting exercise. I feel like, because we all know each other, we were fairly successful in at least having similar observations about one another. Whether or not those observations are the absolute truth or the public facade is an answer only the individual knows for certain. It was unusual to think of someone as being defined by an article of clothing, but we do give away a lot of how we view ourselves through how we allow others to view us. I'm glad I actually wore my favorite sneakers today, though. They were these Nikes that I was forced to buy five years ago for track. By now, they are falling apart. The interior lining is ripping apart and the stuffing is coming loose. They have holes in the top, and have been spraypainted at least twice. Also, I found a pushpin in the left shoe back in December. It's still there.

On a highly unrelated note, I recently rediscovered a couple of my old favorite songs on Youtube. They're a couple of acoustic performances: Dave Grohl doing "Tiny Dancer", and Brett Scallions from Fuel doing "Daniel". So often, when we think of Elton John, we think of his flash and flair, or maybe his voice, but he's a really underrated songwriter as well.

That's all for this entry. I think I should try to pay attention to this professor now (no chance).