About Me

  • My name is Jenny and I am in my first year at Brock University studying Computer Science. I'm really awesome.

Today was rather boring. Smart club at lunch. No students. I was the only tutor there. So it was just me and a teacher. Which wasn't too fun. But I got quite a bit of my Pete Townshend bio read, which is good, because I never make time to read.

In Computers, me and this a few other girls got to help the teacher with setting up some new computers. I know a lot more about software than hardware, so I was a bit frightened. Whenever I have a hardware problem I get my dad to fix it. But I figured it out. We got a bunch of computers out of their boxes and plugged in and everything. I was afraid I'd drop a monitor, but luckily I didn't. Phew.

Since I have the same teacher next period, I got to sit and read some more, since the teacher let us have a break for helping out.

It was pretty funny. There's only a few girls in both of my computer classes, and we were the ones doing all the work! The guys were all on the computers, playing games. Losers.

Reading today did inspire me a bit to work on my rock opera. Well, I haven't actually *worked* on it, but I've thought about it. And that's a big step for lazy people like me. Thinking, right?

Y'see, there's all these old books and movies and stuff that take place in the future. But this future has already happened. Like The Jetsons, 2001: A Space Odyssey, 1984… these years have all came and gone. Well, The Jetsons, I don't know when that was supposed to take place. But I was reading one of Pete's ideas was supposed to take place in 1999 as well. 1999 is gone.

We had such great expectations for the future. Well… not me, I mean. You? Not necessarily you. I use "we" because I want to include myself and believe I was one of the people. But I wasn't. I wasn't around yet. You weren't necessarily around either. But people in general had huge expectations for what was going to happen by the end of the century.

But we don't have flying cars yet. We don't live on Mars. We don't have robot maids. We aren't that technologically advanced yet.

Now, my rock opera takes place in the future. I haven't decided *when* exactly, but it's the future.

In this future, we're basically the same as we are today. Our computers are smarter. We're more into space travel. But really, we're basically the same. We're the same as we are today. The same as we were fifty years ago. The same.

Well, no. actually. We've changed as people, too. We've gotten worse. We're more evil.

But we're already headed in that direction, aren't we? So that's not much of a logic jump, right?

I was thinking today. Whenever I think about my rock opera, I think about how it's kind of stupid to even bother. I'm 16. Why bother? I'm not old enough to get this anywhere. I'm not old enough to understand exactly what I want to say. And I'm going to end up just forgetting about it. Who wants to listen to a rock opera by some unknown little girl, anyway?

But, no. Does age really matter? Only if you're cheese, right? Right? I could really do something with this. I've just gotta try.

I mean, look at those kids on American Idol. They're 16 too! And the judges are going on about how the 16 year old contestants are over shadowing the 28 year old contestants!

I could do this. I could *do* this. I could write this rock opera. People could listen to it. Hear what I have to say.

But I don't feel old. I mean, I'm not old. I should say I don't feel older. I feel the same way I felt when I was in grade three, when I first moved to this house. I don't feel any different. Everyone looks the same. If you get a picture of me ten years ago and a picture of me today, you'll say I look different. I'll say I look different. But because you don't suddenly go through puberty overnight, you don't realize it. I see my friends practically every day. I see myself every day. I don't notice hair getting longer, people getting taller, and all that. They still seem the same. I still seem the same.

I've noticed I've been repeating a lot of my sentences over lately. I suppose to emphasize things. I'm trying out writing techniques, I suppose. Today in English I was told I was good at writing things. I mean, if anyone tells me I'm good in English, they must be insane. I'm just good at making things sound good. Defining things. To be able to define things you have to understand them, right? But I don't feel I understand English. I don't know.

Well. That's all for today. Maybe I'll work on my rock opera.

Nah. I thought about working on it. That's enough. That's all I need to do. Right?


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