24.2.10

My So-Called Life Revisited

My So-Called Life takes me back to a time when I felt really insecure and sometimes pretty lost. Watching it now somehow makes me feel like it was ok...because there are other people out there who probably also felt that way. I'm also reminded that it's always good to look back on those times, because even though I may not have figured it out yet, at least I can see how far I've actually come. *smile*

And because it is amazing, I thought I would share one of my favorite moments from the show...

Katimsky (reading to class):
'My mistress's eyes are nothing like the sun.
Coral is far more red than her lips.
If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun.
If hair be wires, black wires grow on her head.
I have seem roses damasked, red and white, but no such roses see I in her cheeks.
And in some perfumes there is more delight, than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.
I love to hear her speak, yet well I know that music hath a far more pleasing sound.
I grant I never saw a goddess go...my mistress when she walks treads on the ground.
And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare as any she belied with false compare.'

Katimsky:
What kind of girl is Shakespeare describing here? Is she, is she the most beautiful girl?
Brian: No.
Katimsky: Is she a goddess? Physically perfect? The kind of girl who...uh...stops traffic when she walks down the street?
Brian: No.
Katimsky: So, he's...not in love with her?
Jordan Catalano: Yeah. He is.
Katimsky: Well, why is that? Why is he in love with her?
Brian: She's not just a fantasy. She's got, like, flaws. She's real.
Katimsky: Thank you.

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