(Or Why the Lack of It Could Sometimes Be Better)
With out culture presentations approaching, another idea for blogging came up: we could write about which presentations we're planning to see and why. Yeah. We could. But these days, it's been all about planning. Plan your time, plan your studying, figure our when to take which exam, decide on your presentations... Just planning, planning, planning.
Of course organising your time is very useful and very helpful in more stressful times. I'm not against it. It's a matter of opinion, though. I don't hold time organisation in very high esteem. Perhaps because it's always come so easy to me that I've never had to do it consciously. Or perhaps it's simply because I know I would stray from any schedule I'd create for myself, and I really don't want to guilt-trip myself for doing something so entirely human.
Sunday, 15 June 2014
Thursday, 12 June 2014
UNTOUCHED BOOKS
(or In Defence of Books And Condemnation of Literature Classes (in Slovenia...))
I'm sure everyone's been forced to suffer through a few books they would never have picked up if they hadn't been forced to do so by their teachers. Right? Right. So you'll understand why Sara went and wrote about here. If you don't feel like reading, let me just sum up her main points:
- our school system fears we wouldn't see the 'classics' as God-given gifts and tries to do all it can to make sure we do see them that way;
- it focuses on the authors too much;
- even poking trivial literature with a ten-foot pole seems to be a mortal sin;
- discussing books and expressing opinions is not encouraged (except in essays. The ones that get graded);
- literature is taught, not discussed;
- giving us the opportunity to express our own opinion would actually help people appreciate the works more.
All right, now let me add my own two cents.
Wednesday, 28 May 2014
WATCH ME RANT ABOUT ARTICLES AGAIN
(Or Nope. Sorry, Nope. I Disagree with Your Purity Opinions)
Every now and then, I see stuff on the internet (*cough* I'm looking at you, Facebook *cough*) and foolishly click on it. This time, it was an article titled 5 Lies That Make Sexual Purity More Difficult, and I wondered what lies could there possibly be? Folks decide not to have sex until marriage. What's the lie in that?
I must say I was very pleasantly surprised at first. Before the shit hit the fan. (Yes, I'm taking a clear stand here. I have nothing against purity itself and people who decide for it. It's their choice, and I respect that. I just find the reasoning a bit... Well. Let's just say there's a reason for this post).
Every now and then, I see stuff on the internet (*cough* I'm looking at you, Facebook *cough*) and foolishly click on it. This time, it was an article titled 5 Lies That Make Sexual Purity More Difficult, and I wondered what lies could there possibly be? Folks decide not to have sex until marriage. What's the lie in that?
I must say I was very pleasantly surprised at first. Before the shit hit the fan. (Yes, I'm taking a clear stand here. I have nothing against purity itself and people who decide for it. It's their choice, and I respect that. I just find the reasoning a bit... Well. Let's just say there's a reason for this post).
Tuesday, 27 May 2014
HISTORY SHOULD BE WRITTEN IN NOVELS
(Or How a Name Could Be So Much More Than Just a Name)
Writing historically accurate novels about every important event and/or person may sound like a strange idea. It certainly seems impossible, and most likely is, too. That doesn't mean learning history wouldn't be a lot better this way, though.
Writing historically accurate novels about every important event and/or person may sound like a strange idea. It certainly seems impossible, and most likely is, too. That doesn't mean learning history wouldn't be a lot better this way, though.
Monday, 26 May 2014
SO... THE EU ELECTIONS HAPPENED
(Or OMG, Would People Just Vote?!)
I don't spend much time thinking about politics. In fact, I avoid politics like a plague. But then this is more about people than politicians, so I guess it can be excused...
Right. The election for the EU parliament.Not really a big deal in Slovenia. Well, not compared to other elections. But the attitude... God, the attitude. I really don't understand people. Okay, maybe a bit. I get that some people think everything is hopeless and are completely apathetic when it comes to politics. After all, it seems the people (or at least some of them) who are supposed to be leading this country, are too busy proving how much better they are than the other parties to remember they're actually there to serve the people. Yeah, that's right. Somebody should tell them that.
I don't spend much time thinking about politics. In fact, I avoid politics like a plague. But then this is more about people than politicians, so I guess it can be excused...Right. The election for the EU parliament.Not really a big deal in Slovenia. Well, not compared to other elections. But the attitude... God, the attitude. I really don't understand people. Okay, maybe a bit. I get that some people think everything is hopeless and are completely apathetic when it comes to politics. After all, it seems the people (or at least some of them) who are supposed to be leading this country, are too busy proving how much better they are than the other parties to remember they're actually there to serve the people. Yeah, that's right. Somebody should tell them that.
Monday, 12 May 2014
BEHIND ROMANTIC COMEDIES
(Or Why Do They Think a Happy Ending Can Make Us Overlook a Tragedy)
It was just my (bad) luck that I managed to stumble upon one disturbing romantic comedy after another in the last few months. Not to say they're not all cheesy, but sometimes, they're cheesy in a positive and funny way (really, TPTB tend to forget the "comedy" part in "romantic comedy" way too often). And sometimes, they're just... well. They don't work.
I'll rant about three films here, namely Letters to Juliet, The Accidental Husband, and Leap Year.
No worries, I'm not planning to bore you with summaries. I'll just focus on what they all have in common, and why it bothers me.
It was just my (bad) luck that I managed to stumble upon one disturbing romantic comedy after another in the last few months. Not to say they're not all cheesy, but sometimes, they're cheesy in a positive and funny way (really, TPTB tend to forget the "comedy" part in "romantic comedy" way too often). And sometimes, they're just... well. They don't work.
I'll rant about three films here, namely Letters to Juliet, The Accidental Husband, and Leap Year.
No worries, I'm not planning to bore you with summaries. I'll just focus on what they all have in common, and why it bothers me.
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