The Dank Blog

     Nothing says Easter like fighting to the death with the people you love. My immediate family isn't religious, but my extended family is. So we are courteous enough to celebrate. My Easter was pretty great. We don't get to see our extended family all that often to it was delightful to see them again. We ate the finest food I've ever had, it was turkey and homemade potatos (I've been living off ramen for the last month so this was a step up). We ate at 3:00, which is strange. I suppose that's the universal time to eat dinner when it's a holiday. After dinner, my cousins and I battled with foam swords and shields. It was like the roman times all over again. We jumped a few fences to get to the park, later on. At the park, we played a playground game called Woodchips, where the person that's "it" has to walk around with their eyes closed and try to tag someone. If you're touching the ground the the person called "woodchips!" Then the...

     I'm a Netflix junkie. Over break, I defied the laws of time by watching around 200 hours of Netflix. I have no regrets. To others, my spring break could be described as sad, lonely, or solitary confinement, but I think of it as dramatic, tear jerking, and fun. I binged watched Grey's Anatomy,  The Office, and The Guild. I had enough frozen hot pockets and Coca Cola to last my entire exhibition. It was a journey filled with love and hatred and tears. I have no life. My mother is concerned for my wellbeing. What are your favorite Netflix shows?

     We recently watched the movie "Life is Beautiful" to tie off our Holocaust unit. As you might assume, the movie is about an Italian man and his family who get separated during the Holocaust. This movie reminded me of a poem we read back in the beginning of the unit called "Butterfly". It was written by a child living in a ghetto. I felt that the child who wrote it thought that the Holocaust was something only temporary and that everything would be okay, kind of like the child in the movie. The child in the movie and the children who wrote these poems also share similarities.      The movie integrates humor and seriousness throughout. The father in the film pretends that the Holocaust is a game, and that if they get 1,000 points, they win. He is doing this to spare his son from fear. This alone shares humor and seriousness. The father even tells the son that they'll get extra points if the son hides when the officers call for the children to be put to...

     We watched a video of this woman talking about faking emotions until you eventually feel that way. So I'd like to write about something I'd fake, in order to become it. I would fake my confidence. I can either be extremely cocky, or really quiet. If I recall correctly, the lady mentioned something about power posing. She said power posing for tea minutes can be a great confidence booster. A power pose is like standing with your legs shoulder width apart, with your hands on your hips. Or just a pose that you'd associate with confidence. She said that they did an experiment with people doing either a power pose, or a non-power pose. The study showed that people who power posed showed more confidence than someone who didn't. So if I were to fake my confidence, eventually I'd become confident.

     I am filled with regret. If you were to know what I regret, you'd say it was stupid. But late at night my brain decides to bring up memories that I regret. Like, "remember that embarrassing thing you did on October 12, 2011 at 4:32pm?" I'm always so meticulous when it comes to memories. But there are other, more serious things that I regret. Things I either wish I didn't do, or I wish for others to forget. I regret screwing around with hot glue and burning my hand. I regret saying something stupid that one time. I regret withholding information. I regret lying. I suppose I regret not not going through with things the most. Whether it's dancing, playing an instrument, or singing. Sometimes I wish I could go back and continue with it. So now I'm always thinking, "go through with it. Don't be a quitter, k?" I guess with every bad things comes a good thing. Like learning from your mistakes. Learning from regret.

     This piece of  Propaganda  really caught my eye. I couldn't display it so there's a link. It shows a man and a serpent. The serpent represents the Jews and the man is probably a part of the Nazi party. The heading reads, "The Jewish Beast". If you notice, you can see that the serpent has symbols along Its top. There's a hammer and sickle which was used with the Russian revolution. The hammer represents labor and the sickle represents farming. You can also see the money symbol. That's probably there because it's a stereotype that Jews are penny-pinchers, the serpent also has a big nose which is also a Jewish stereotype. There's also another symbol that I can't really see. The man in the photo could be beating the serpent with a rock. This whole thing could be saying that Jews are bad, the nazis are the heros. This is intended for the citizens to brainwash them against Jews. Saying that they are serpent, which in the Christian bible represents t...