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Aug. 14: The Philosophy of “Frozen”

I love Frozen because of its theme of sisterhood and its poke at “love at first sight.” But the movie’s overall enduring message has a lot more to do with love.

The line that stuck out to me was “love brings out the best in everyone” from the troll song. Treating someone with love doesn’t transform them into a different person, but it can bring out positive attributes you didn’t know they had. Belle’s friendship with the Beast in Beauty and the Beast reveals “something sweet and almost kind” which even she didn’t see at first. It’s risky to judge someone you’ve just met because you have no idea what you’ll find once you’ve had a genuine conversation with him/her.

We’re not saying you can change her, ‘cuz people don’t really change
We’re only saying that love’s a force that’s powerful and strange
People make bad choices if they’re mad, or scared, or stressed
Throw a little love their way (throw a little love their way) and you’ll bring out their best
True love brings out their best!


Train Thoughts

Don’t look out the train window to inspire yourself to write, to take away it’s beauty, to copy it in a painting or photograph. It doesn’t matter what they think about what you saw and what you might do with it. Look out at the dark clouds and grasses and river, at the neon billboard, and all the gray because you’re living your life right now and might as well look.

march 17: pirouettes and Pompeii!


On the bus today, I tried to think of an epiphany moment. My mind was empty-all I could think of was the reading I have to finish over lunch. The bus rumbled down the road, the song “Pompeii” playing on the radio under the conversations of the passengers. In ballet today, we were practicing pirouettes (I’m in an intro class xD). I feel like a little girl in ballet, thrilled by the studio’s tall windows and rosy walls, by the pale pink slippers and pliés. But near the end of the lesson, as we practiced our dizzy spinning, I could not balance. I knew I was doing it wrong, ballet is hard, and I’m bad at it. Anyway, I had lost my excitement over ballet, over the movement and the atmosphere of the room. And I was feeling down over failing to spin perfectly, when I would never be a prima ballerina. Ballet is difficult, I am in awe of ballerinas, and I can afford to laugh at myself falling over, and trying to spin again.

march 16: Can you have an epiphany every day?


Is it possible to have a mini-epiphany every day? A sudden insight into yourself and the world which never occurred to you before? If so, can all these little realizations ever accumulate into a finished, final understanding of the world, or do they just approach infinity? If one hundred million is just as close to infinity as one, can a multitude of mini-epiphanies bear any significant weight on your worldview?

march 15: compromises, janus, and jackie chan

My personal epiphany for today requires some hypothetical backstory:

Imagine a person with two faces. We’ll call him Janus. You grow up knowing and loving one face like a child loves her parent, but you don’t know that the other face exists. Maybe you’ve glimpsed it before, but it’s part of the same body as the other face and you don’t see the difference. When you grow up, you realize Janus had two faces this whole time. And that you can’t stand this other face when it comes out: it’s rude, arrogant, loud, histrionic, boastful. It’s mean to your mom. Can you still love Janus? Should you still love Janus? Is it possible to love one face and not the other? Or must you love both faces in order to truly love the first face?

Part of me believes that to love someone, you must love all parts of them. As a result, I wouldn’t be able to love any part of Janus because the existence of his other face detracts from the goodness of his first face. You must love the second face as well, in order to love Janus. Once I discovered the second face, I could not love Janus, even if I loved the first more than anything in the world. Even when I saw and spoke to the first face, I could no longer act friendly or value anything it said. How could I love something that acts so inconsistently? How could I react in two different ways towards the same person? I want to love the first face, but the other face ruins it.

Those were my thoughts yesterday. But late last night and today, I realized I could compromise. What if I wanted to spend the day with Janus, playing chess, watching movies, eating ice cream, talking about philosophy? But instead of his first face, his second face comes out. Should I get mad at Janus? Should I shun his company the next time I see his first face, because he disappointed me? I was upset because I was looking forward to Janus’ company. I really do love Janus, and I want to love the first face no matter how much the second poisons our relationship.

Last thought: I wonder if the second face of Janus now makes me appreciate his first face more in comparison, even though at first it made me reject Janus himself and act coldly towards him?

Spring Break update: I watched “Shanghai Noon” with my dad today, and like with most Jackie Chan movies, I wasn’t disappointed! It was silly, had some witty lines, great characters, and awesome fight scenes. I highly recommend it!