Tuesday, November 17, 2015

2,387 memories

When I was younger I used to get so annoyed whenever my Grammy would take photos of me at different events. It was always such a hassle back then. Now that I am a senior in high school I have looked back at those photos and learned to appreciate them.
Every once in a while I will scroll through my camera roll on my phone or look at my iPhoto on my computer and my mind will travel back in time to those moments that were captured. When I am out with my friends we love to take photos. My guy friends always make fun of us and say we take too many photos (especially Tyler Maruyama lol) but I don't think you can ever have enough photos. One of the things that makes me happiest in life is remembering memories. When I look at all of my old photos my mind time travels and I begin to remember all of the details about that day or night when the photo was taken. Sometimes I will see a photo from forever ago and think to my self, "Omg I totally forgot about this." You could say I don't mind forgetting memories, because when I finally remember them the feelings of excitement comes back and it's like I'm living that moment all over again.
Currently I have 2,297 photos and 90 videos on my phone. That is 2,387 memories that I can look back on whenever I want. If I didn't have all of these photos and videos I definitely would not remember some of the moments that shaped my life. Now that I am a senior, I've collected a lot of photos and videos throughout my high school years. When I look at photos that were taken when I was a freshman I realize how much my life has changed since then. I look different and the things I used to do are different. Even though change really scares me, I like to see the transition that I have made throughout high school and these photos I have can help me remember them.
I always love when my friends send old photos to me and we laugh because of our horrible outfits or our braces. But those memories are what keeps us connected. I don't care how annoyed people get when I ask them to take a photo, or when people comment on the amount of photos I take because 10 years from now, even 6 months from now I am going to be grateful that I can look back and remember all of these moments.


Monday, November 9, 2015

At what point in the book does Mersault finally make a choice that would give his existence essence? In other words, at what point does he finally become a person, an identity, a 'self'? Discuss.  



Throughout The Stranger Mersault never explains most of his feelings. The only feelings we are ever given by him is what makes him annoyed or irritated, and those are expressed without reason. He never seems sad and he never seems happy. Being able to express feelings is what I would consider a big part of being a person. After Mersault shoots the Arab and goes to trial this is when I would consider him to turn into a person. Finally after everything, he ends up in jail and surprisingly this is when he acts like a person for the first time. Mersault says, "As if that blind rage had washed me clean, rid me of hope; for the first time, in that night alive with signs and stars, I opened myself to the gentle indifference of the world. Finding it so much like myself—so like a brother, really—I felt that I had been happy and that I was happy again. For everything to be consummated, for me to feel less alone, I had only to wish that there be a large crowd of spectators the day of my execution and that they greet me with cries of hate" (pg 123). Mersault finally finds him self happy even though he is a criminal in society. When he was able to open up to human existence he no longer felt as alone as a did earlier in the book. He realized the world as a whole is indifferent just like himself. Because the two are indifferent this connects the two. He has a place now and a chance to restart. 
It frustrates me though because the quote stated above and the point where he finally becomes a person, is in the last few pages of the book and then it just ends.  I want to know if he stays a person or if this was just a one time expression of feelings.