Daniel Seidel’s Weblog

so during class tonight i realized something about myself.  it happened at the very end of class when my teacher stood up to give us some instructions about a book we were reading.  i, and probably most of the class, was waiting for her to just explain that the book was kind of unorganized and not very linear and then cut us loose.  but then she stood up and asked “have any of you done scrapbooking before?” (no hands raise) “well scrapbooking is a form of…” and i am sitting there like “seriously! are we 3rd graders right now?” but she continued and then told us eventually about how the book was similar, which we had all figured out 5 seconds into her 10 minute illustration.  then she started telling us about the authors culture and how ridiculous it was to classify people as Native Americans (good point) and on and on about pueblos and whatever else.  and then i realized how in love with her voice she was, she really thought what she was saying was profound for us to hear.  and then i started thinking of other people in the class who were really in love with their voices.  and let me tell you in a discussion based class this is super annoying, especially when part of the credit is on small group communication.  COMMUNICATION MEANS talking AND LISTENING! is what i want to scream at them. but then finally after being annoyed at so many others did i realize that i had the same sickness, i think it might be genetic actually.  a good illustration of my love for my voice is this blog.  not that i am actually speaking, but in my head i am and all of this stuff sounds really good.  so now i am hoping to fall in love with something else because it is kind of lame knowing this about myself, especially because everytime certain people who are slightly outspoken speak now it is going to be a little stab in my heart.  DAG!