When you don't know where you're going but you wanna talk...

"You can take a picture of something you see
In the future where will I be?
You can climb a ladder up to the sun
Or write a song nobody has sung, or do
Something that's never been done..."

Well today was pretty volatile. Extension english was good, my story is well on its way. [see other blog]. Double religion not bad. Legal was alright too. Pastoral Care was very good. Definitely happy with that. English was good, thanks to Steph L's little yummy cakes. Economics was alright as well.

I borrowed a book today, called GriEVE, yes, the capitals are intentional. I was reading it and it just seemed so real. I could connect with Eve, and I was pretty hooked until Mum decided she wanted to have a go at me. Sorry that I need a break. Thank *deity* that I get a break tomorrow - kind of.

I also went to the physio today which was interesting because I don't usually like people touching my back. The experience was, well, exactly that, an experience. My hip and back still hurt though, so I'm going back tomorrow, hence my little break. Might skip maths if I can tomorrow, I want a longer break, turn up to lunch then go to the gym for CC.

I feel sad right now. Wishful, too. I want things to be nice. I wish my mum could realise that I love her, and that I am a good person, I just don't work well under her pressure. It's her birthday on Friday and I have done nothing about it. Blah. Crying makes me tired. To be honest what I want right now is someone to cuddle, hold and squeeze the air out of, just to know that they're real.

You know what amazes me on a daily basis? How incredibly volatile some people are. Lots of people outwardly show their moods or their feelings towards you, either positive or negative. I feel so alienated when people just ignore me, but the feeling is much, much worse when people cahnge again and are suddenly chum buddies with you again. For starters, it's confusing. But greaater than that is it shows they've got no maturity.

But I already knew that, so I shouldn't really be surprised...

You might be a big fish... In a little pond...

"Just because I'm losing,

Doesn't mean I'm lost,

Doesn't mean I'll stop,

Doesn't mean I will cross...

Just because I'm hurting.

Doesn't mean I'm hurt,

Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserved,

No better and no worse...

I just got lost,

every river that I tried to cross,

and every door I ever tried was locked,

and I'm just waiting til the shine wears off...

You might be the big fish,

in a little pond,

Doesn't mean you've won,

'cause along may come,

a bigger one..."

I'm in love with Coldplay and Muse right now, the music that actually makes me feel something. They are the reason that I went to sleep last night, smiling.

I think I am rather clever and am pretty happy with myself. Had a good time in English today, though I didn't get the whole $30 free lunch thing from Erica... So random. Now I'm putting way too much effort into a silly video for Advanced which is wasting a whole DVD disc for almost no reason. Quite disappointed with the waste actually.

I can never recall what I want to write about. Things in my head are rarely there for long.

I'm going to the Physio for my back tomorrow after school. Should be an experience... Now I uppose I'll get back to Justinian and Classical Allusions in Faustus.

The Demons in your head...

"Everything I wanted to be every
Time I walked away
Everytime you told me to leave I just wanted to stay
Every time you looked at me and
Everytime you smiled
I felt so vacant you treat me like a child
I loved the way we used to laugh
I loved the way we used to smile
Often I sit down and think of you
For a while
Then it passes by me and I think of
Someone else instead
I guess the love we once had is
Officially dead..."

I'm seriously thinking that love songs and chick flicks are weapons of the world to make those of us without "Starlight" [thank you, Muse] feel so much worse. I mean, the initial feeling I get when I watch or read or hear about a love story is a good one - that warm fuzzy feeling that most of us feel - but then I feel sad, jealous and pathetic. Despite my youth, I feel like I'm missing something big and life changing. Something we call 'love'. I know it's early days, but I sometimes doubt it happening to me, no matter what my age is. I love books with happy romantic endings for the most part, but I don't think I'll end up with my Mr. Darcy, Mr. Knightley, Mr. Rochester or Edward Cullen, just to name a famous few.

Together We're Invincible

"Follow through

Make your dreams come true

Don't give up the fight

You will be all right

'cause there's no one like you

In the universe..."

I have a feeling that I know the name of my future husband. Just the first name. Not the actual person, just the name. Reason for this theory is my liking two people with the same first name. I am setting a trend I think.

Just wanted to say thank you to Zoe, whose party was awesome. Had a great night, hope you did too. I got the number of the Barman from last night! Ha ha. My hair was curly.

We won hockey today, which is really good considering half my team had been drunk the night before. I had some drinks but I could still play. Most likely thanks to an epic sleep of 9 hours. Was good.

Now I feel like watching a chick flick. But I don't have any :(

I forget what else I had to write about.

Bugger.

All I wann say is that they dont really care about us

"Skinhead, deadhead
Everybody gone bad
Situation aggravation
Everybody allegation
in the suite, on the news
everybody dogfood
Bang bang shock dead
Everybodys gone bad..."

It's coming to the end of a particularly trying day and I'm glad that it's over. I must say I am disappointed. Not in what I got; Liturgy is fine with me. I just wish that sometimes people could be more like me. I don't mean to sound arrogant, but I know myself well enough to trust that I tell the truth. I wish everyone could see the truth. To be honest, I know the truth about most people, seeing through the crap, the fake, the illusions. I don't want to offend anyone, please, that was never my intention. Though I do like to wish to say that it's not your job, nor is it mine. Anyone else could do the same thing. I am proud of how I was today. That has to be enough.

I'm frustrated by the system, annoyed that we have to be the Guinea Pigs in the experiment. All I can do is be the best at what I am. Stick to my guns and earn it. Deserve it? I cannot say. All I know is myself.

All I know is the now.

I wish people would just look at themselves. People in general, no-one specific. I can't force wisdom into the minds of others. I can't make people understand. I only hope they listen to my advice, because I do think things through before I say them, and I mean what I say. Also, be careful with your words. This blog is probably a stupid thing for me to do, but I need it. And so do you.

You belong with me...?

"But she wears short skirts, I wear T-shirts,
She's Cheer Captain and I'm in the bleachers,
Dreaming about the day that you wake up and find,
that what you're looking for has been here the whole time..."

There are some things that we put away, in the back of our minds, forgetting about them so they can't hurt us. Now, it doesn't make sense to me why I would go and relive how I felt. I mean, I had forgotten about how I couldn't eat, or sleep or even breathe normally for months. It was something I suppressed and for good reason too. My subconscious knew that this is what would happen, wasted tears and unnecessary wounds. I didn't think it would hurt like that, I thought 4 years was long enough to keep the hurt at bay. Things have changed, sure, but that hurt, that experience is still very much a part of me. I don't resent anything that happened, everybody makes mistakes, and I can't forgive one of you without forgiving the other. So here we are, three or six of us, it doesn't matter. These things are never undone.

It sort of occurred to me that all the love stories that end well, are usually fictitious. I mean, does love even exist, or is it just an illusion. I'd love to believe in destiny and fate and true love, but they seem like nothings to me. I know love. Love of my family, love of life, of nature, of literature, but I'd more easily class them as bonds or passions. None of which are romantic.

I went and saw a monologue with Em last night, and I was pretty damn blown away. It was just incredible. Believable. I had the best time, thanks, Em. And please don't forget our plans! They are going to be gold. Theatre folk, we are.

Butterflies in my stomach? No, wait, that's just being hungry because it's late at night. I really should finish cleaning my room then go to bed. I've been staying up too late this week, and doing no homework.

Whoops.

How and why texts are changed to create new texts?

Essay: How and why are texts changed to create new texts?


Popularity amongst the “classic” texts has led to a trend in which these texts are changed, commonly for a new context. Among the highly extensive list of the adapted and appropriated is Jane Austen in Donna Bowman’s 2009 novel, Pride and Prejudice and Zombies, an adaptation of Pride and Prejudice and Clueless, the film appropriation of Austen’s Emma. Other renowned authors such as Tolkien and Shakespeare, whose works are often highly valued in western culture, also make the list.

Whether simply a product of their popularity or the result of a deeper motive, works such as Tolkien’s The Hobbit and The Lord of the Rings, turn into Soddit and Bored of the Rings, appealing to a whole new generation of readers. Similarly, popular playwright, William Shakespeare’s works have become films such as 10 Things I Hate About You - an appropriation of the highly controversial The Taming of the Shrew, - and Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo and Juliet. Perhaps coincidently, the modern title of The Taming of the Shrew exhibits a similar rhythm to that of the Shakespearean play, to the point of rhyming.

The way in which these texts change can be marginal or many. In some cases, the entire social situation is altered, with examples including Shakespeare’s The Taming of the Shrew and Romeo and Juliet, Austen’s Emma and possibly the very recent Twilight series by Stephenie Meyer, all of which take traditional stories and place them in the context of modern American society, specifically in relation to youth and/or high school. In other occasions, (predominantly) famous texts are tweaked or altered, presenting the same story from a new perspective. Soddit and Pride and Prejudice and Zombies are specific examples of this scenario. The form of the text is also subject to change, with play or novel to film a common occurrence.

It may never be clear precisely why such texts evolve for new interpretations and contexts, however there are numerous possible answers. As previously suggested, it may be a direct result of the popularity of the original stories, both during and after the time in which they were published. In this instance, the purpose may be to sustain this popularity and allow future generations to appreciate the text either in its original or adapted form. This suggestion is possible, however simplistic. It offers a realistic and generally effective reason for the changes of any magnitude made to texts of the past.

Money is a force which drives the world and perhaps also the survival of literature. With relation to the popularity of a text, one may see a money-making opportunity. For example, if a text is deeply appreciated by a society, an appropriation or adaptation of said text may therefore be seen as an prime opportunity to make money from the level of appreciation for the original. Furthermore, either received well or poorly by those who appreciate the original, the appropriation gains publicity for either (or both) of the reasons. One specific example is the recent film adaptation of the Twilight novel by Stephenie Meyer, where in this instance, the novel made the film famous while the film consequently made the book more popular. Since the response to the Twilight series (and texts in general) is so varied, the discussion and debate over its faults and triumphs also lead to heightened attention and therefore fits the description of a successful money-making opportunity.

Some critics claim that adaptations and appropriations of texts is unoriginal and plagiarism. If this is true, then all writers throughout time are plagiarisers as their ideas come from the experiences and influences present in their lives or in those of the people around them. Conversely, it may be argued that changing the texts to suit a new audience or purpose takes a certain degree of originality and creativity. Pride and Prejudice and Zombies is an example of a modern text which could be viewed from either side of the argument; the use of Jane Austen’s novel, Pride and Prejudice as the basis of the story could be considered plagiarism, while simultaneously the addition of zombies could be considered a highly inventive and original idea that places the text on a new course.

The criticism of unoriginality can be supported by the theory which defines literature of having only seven main plots. This theory involves the conflict of a human and either one or more of the following: nature, human, the environment, machines or technology, the supernatural, self or finally, the concept of God or Religion. Hypothetically, this could mean that all stories are one of those listed above and that no work is fundamentally original.

Altering texts may also be a way in which to challenge the themes or values presented in the text or are present in a society. This links into the relevance of the themes and values within texts to new societies (discussed later). The Taming of the Shrew, for example, can be interpreted as a sexist play in its original form, however another version of the play such as the film, 1o Things I Hate About You, this interpretation may not be suggested. The reason for the new version may be to evoke different interpretations to the original Shakespeare play, primarily from a different audience. The film also presents the original text in a more romantic way, removing the violence between Kat and Patrick (Katherina and Petruchio) which is present in the play. Similarly, the intended reaction of texts such as Soddit and Pride and Prejudice and Zombies is humorous, thus presenting the familiar stories in the entirely new perspective of comedy.

New or different representations of texts could too be an acknowledgement of the continuity of the themes or values present in a text. Textual themes that possess the ability to transcend time such as love and hate, good and evil and power and authority are recognised in their modern manifestations. It is possible that this is a reason for the changing of texts with the intent of creating a fresh text.

There are, however many more possibilities and motives behind the telling and retelling of texts. The diversity of perspectives which exist in reading, viewing, analysing and appreciating these texts make evident the power of they possess and is one of the definite reasons behind reconstruction and renovating texts, whether it be intentional or otherwise.
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Win the moment.

Win the moment. A coach says that to his team, at that point, it's just part of the game. Deep down what he really meant, and what he said was, "its the little moments that win games. Win the moments, you can win the game."

And so we did.

Sydney North beat every opposition in our path to win the ACT tournament again.

I think we earned bragging rights.

The final was incredible.

2-0 up at half time, trying to hold onto the game. We were carrying injuries and a make-shift bench. In truth, Lithgow weren't the underdogs. We were. We had so much adversity against us. Rising above it, beyond ourselves was what we needed to win today.

2-2 at full time. We didn't let go, they just got hungry.

10 minutes extra time of sudden death play. We kept them out, they kept us out too. No change here, though we did come close.

PENALTY STROKES:

I said I've got this. Put on my focus face and drowned out everything except 4 people and one ball.

1. Hannah's was saved.

2. I just nicked one before it went in.

3. Cassie scored.

4. I saved one.

5.Hayley scored.

6. I missed one.

7. Alice scored. =]

8. I saved it on the stick :) very happy here.

9. Jess B's went in.

10. Saved the last one, left side and the crowd literally went wild.

I was suddenly on a huge high. It was incredible. Alice ran over to hug me, I threw off my gloves and everyone from my team was running onto the field to celebrate. I hugged everyone. Hahaha. Coach was ecstatic - we all were. So many people from both Sydney North and Sydney and all the parents and family told me how awesome I was. Everyone except mum.

I won the moment. I DID. We, as a team did, but that was my moment. It's so insane when everything rests on what you can and can't do.

You've just got to go for it.

"If you're unsure, do more." JC.
Coach said it was my body language that told him we could do this. I ran, he said, whilst the other keeper death walked. I think it was magic. The best feeling ever.
I fully intend to go to sleep smiling

Well it wasn't me said the boy with the gun...

'It was you it was me it was every man

We've all got the blood on our hands

We only receive what we demand

And if we want hell then hell's what well have..."

I had the best day yesterday, despite my massive all day headache, because of the night. Dad took me to UTS and we saw the light show. I drove and did some neat reverse parking and we had Japanese food. It was interesting. LIMP NOODLE yew. Haha. Then we saw the light show in the Uni and it was just brilliant. I took heaps of photos, and you should've seen how excited I was.

I love the idea of University. International and Global Studies here I come. 97.35 UAI here I come as well! Haha. I am so freaking excited!

Fitness First today with Bernie. Good workout. Hahaha. Holani almost mooned out the back of the bus. Croissant! And hearing interesting things about people we know and the things they shouldn't know. Gattone is such a funny one.

Going to Canberra tomorrow for hockey. I am slightly sick at the moment, which isn't going to help me much. Not good.

Driving down to the ACT. Driving driving dring = fun fun fun.

So immature.

I got a haircut today. Layers and all. So much shorter than before. I don't know if I like it, but it was only $20, which was GOLD =].

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In religion class with the biggest headache known to man (or woman). I'm next to Alex and Erica =)
We're meant to be working on some bible references but my headache is preventing that. I have maths next. Yay -cough-.


HEADACHE!!!!! garh!

I used to roll the dice

"Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes

Listen as the crowd would sing:

"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key

Next the walls were closed on me

And I discovered that my castles stand

Upon pillars of salt and pillars of sand..."

Yes, um, today.

I thought today was alright.

*.*

Why can't all librarians be nice, like the nice one at school? She lets me borrow without my card, helps me out all the time. The one's at Burwood are such cows. I owe a dollar and twenty cents to the bitches, because my book was slightly overdue. SORRY! Jesus, get a life, you middle aged kill-joys. Hahaha.

A little funny moment tonight was with:

The Foxtel Guy.

So he came to our door, knocked, I opened it and then BAM!

I was blown away by his eyes.

THEY WERE FANTASTICALLY BLUE.

His skin was dark which made his eyes look absolutely magical.

I think he could tell that I thought he was incredible... 'cause he couldn't stop smiling.

Maybe he was embarrassed. Either way, it was funny.

It's a shame that we miss people.

I mean, usually people are so transitional. They go in and out of our lives, sometimes changing it, sometimes not.

But there are some people who come into our lives, no matter how short, and they change it all around.

They can shake it all up or just rattle a few chains, but irrespective of the impact, they end up being missed when they're gone for a while too long.

Why do we miss people?

I guess it's 'cause we just want to feel something. I miss people personally because of the way they treated me in the moments with them.

`~SIGH~`

They call you into place

"Of what's already changing

Don't walk every step down the old parade

Ain't gonna stop us ageing...

We're all in line to go sometime

Only lives to tell it like it is

Always more than you wanted to know..."

Um. Today. Disappointment. That's about it.

I'll live.

I thought up a few things today.

A little snippet from legal this morning. I wrote:

"It'd all be different if men could have babies too..."

And English:

"Is the Human Race just a product of animal opportunism in a dog-eat-dog world?"

Interesting, thoughts I do believe.

What do you think?