Journal Entry #1
The joys of people
watching. I spend, on average, 2
hours on the T going and coming from school. You see a lot of people and witness little things that you,
in your mind, come up with stories for these people…
I saw an old African
American woman. Her eyes, kind as
ever, her face, aged and tired. I
look at her from my seat, almost directly across, and ponder. Why does she look so tired? Is she working unhealthy amounts of
hours? Does she have a lot of
family problems? Did she just have
a long day? Then, she starts to
lightly hum a gospel-like tune. I
wonder, is she living each day, doing everything she possibly can to help
others? Assuming she has faith in
God, or is she stressful and tired because she’s fighting to survive?
Journal Entry #2
I think it would be awesome
to make a movie about a killer hemorrhoid that grows as large as the prudential
center and the government has to stop it.
I dunno why I came up with that.
It’s disgusting, but I’ve always come up with ridiculous and ludicrous
ideas for movies. Maybe it’s
because I love pressing buttons?
Or maybe I love to see how far I can push it before it becomes
hated? I can’t tell my reasons,
but it is what it is.
Journal Entry #3
I really don’t like
writing journals. I have too much
in my head and in my mental journal that probably should be written down, but I
just can’t seem to enjoy writing my thoughts onto paper. Also, my fear of a therapist being
called on me due to my phantasmagoric views on life and everything in the
world. As well as my misanthropic
and atheistic choices. It’s me
though, and it could easily break me or be apart of what makes me unique and
awesome!
Journal Entry #4
I saw a Transgendered
Woman walking on the street near the Copley station. I had to stop and think about her. Not because she used to be a man, but the way she was
walking. Her head held high with
pride, her purse on her shoulder clutched with might in her hand. Her eyes, set on her destination, and
the fearlessness I saw in every part of her. It was truly inspiring. I could never be in her shoes. To live, probably mocked, hated, and turned down from life,
and still have that pride and umf in her life is truly inspiring and
amazing. I wish I could have that,
not change my sex, but the dedication and pride in myself like she did.
Journal Entry #5
This Transgendered woman I
saw the other day gave me inspiration to create an outline and concept for a
documentary about the transgendered lifestyle. So many people oppose it. It’s even more opposed than homosexuality. I am gay, and have it a lot easier than
she does. She came out and
realized she was born with the correct mind, but not the correct body. And for someone to risk throwing
everything away to find themselves and be free is wicked cool and should be told
as inspiration to others.
Journal Entry #6
I’m surprised I could sit
here and write this much about my daily viewings and thoughts. There is way too much not written here,
but hey, I can’t spoil everything, right?
I need some kind of mystery to the ‘Mind of Ken’.
Journal Entry #7
So, I’m pretty confident I
have ghosts living in my apartment.
LIVING? Haha. Probably not,
but still, living alone and feeling as if someone is watching you is NOT the
coolest feeling. It, of course,
gave me ideas for a film, but also have me ideas of what this bad boy of a
ghost could do to me. Scratching
that ‘dragged under the bed’ idea from my head before I fear that too! Part of me wants it to not be real, but
another part is hoping to make a real version of paranormal activity, except, I
live at the end, preferably.
Thanks.
Journal Entry #8
I finally decided to
escape to the beach near my apartment.
I decided to go around midnight, but nonetheless, I went. It was beautiful. I imagine myself, once it gets warmer
outside, spending my weekends in a lawn chair on the sand reading a good book
while I watch all the people around me.
The beach gave me some piece of mind. I walked about a mile along the beach just because it didn’t
feel like a mile, it went by so fast because the ocean, I feel, has this power
over people. It puts them into
this trance. It’s beauty is too
hard to overlook and it’s potential strength is too powerful to ignore. I love this place!
Journal Entry #9
To be very honest, which I
am most of the time, I must protest my hatred of this journal writing. As stated previously, I have my own
journal going on in my head that helps me to write and see things in a unique
way. Writing this and having to
print it out and waste paper each week is annoying and tedious to me. I don’t think these things should be
mandatory or given a grade. From
here on out, my entries will simply be for my professor’s amusement and to make
sure I get a grade. No other
reason.
Journal Entry #10
I went on a nice tour of
Boston with my aunt Sunday. It was
awesome. Now I feel like I know the city a little better and makes me more
relaxed. I am lucky to visit places
off-season because I could imagine the place swamped with tourists which would
make it totally unbearable to be at for long periods of time. I really want to go see some musicals
in the theater district but I need that thing called a job to get the money to go.
