Silence Flouts Me

Tonight was a night of confusion for me. I don't really remember what happened at the beginning... we were in groups and we did some mirroring thing. Woo. Read my other post concerned with mirroring.

I tried really hard to be in the moment, and to experience things, but I was preoccupied with my new peircing. Yes, i know, a stupid reason, but I have reason to be. I direct you to http://jenatschool.greatestjournal.com/ to find out why.

I felt childish playing with the blanket. It reminded me of elementary school. I don't like feeling childish because I tried so hard to break the bonds of it and I don't want to go back.

But it was kind of fun. Well, more funny than fun. Even though we were told repeatedly not to talk and to do things silently.

Anway, we were asked to thing about ritual in our journals. Lets see, ritual... ritual.... What first pops into my mind is some remote tribe in Africa having some sort of healing ceremony or raindance. I guess a more technical definition would be a sort of series of rites or ceremonies. The thing about rituals is that they are consistant and changing all at the same time. Like acting.

Acting is a ritual because you do the same thing over and over and over again. But no matter what, something is always different, people bring different baggage with them each day to rehearsal or something goes wrong and you have to keep the ritual. Like in grade 10, we put on Big The Musical and halfway through one scene, the Skrim got stuck. Our actors had to improvise (another word we explored tonight) but keep doing the same thing. Get it? Oh well, I understand what I am saying.