S(ushi)SRI

Sushi just got delivered. I got a crab/cheese roll wrapped with mint, and some sort of california pink veggie roll peppers in it. Here in France they give you the choice of getting a teriyaki sauce or soy sauce, and this time I chose both. I found that the veggie roll tasted better with soy sauce and the mint roll tasted better with teriyaki sauce.

I drew dots on my fingers today in Film class.
I'm watching Harry Potter 6 because last night I went with Jacob to Harry Potter 7 part 1 midnight premiere in Paris. The auditorium seated 500 people, it had 3 levels of seats. French cinemas leave a lot of space between the front row and the actual screen, so it's fine even if you sit in the front. We ended up sitting in the way front. I noticed comparatively that French people are much more civilized when it comes to midnight premieres. No one was dressed up, and everyone was normal and not pushy at all and the theater was generally quiet. In America, midnight showings entail crazed fans dressed up, drunk, screaming and jeering and pushing. This was the best one so far, and despite the length of 2:35, it went by so fast. I felt that it could have benefited with some more detail, as some parts felt like they were barely skimmed over and could have been developed more, but I understand for the sake of everyone's attention span, it was better the way they did it.

Yesterday I saw my psychiatrist and she decided to switch me from celexa to lexapro because the celexa was making me lethargic, apathetic, and forgetful. I also noticed my anxiety coming back, although it never got into panic attack mode, I was still panicky. Celexa and lexapro are made from the same chemical, though lexapro has one molecule short of celexa but it's supposed to be more effective and less heavy on the side effects. Today I felt all sorts of weird, out of it, anxious, hungry... we'll see how this goes.

Today I had my brutal day of 7 hours straight of class. Text and Image wasn't a nightmare as I had anticipated, we just read our poems aloud and she critiqued them in front of everyone. She seemed to like my poem a lot, which was comforting. Convo was fine, then film was interesting because we discussed one of my favorite movies, Fat Girl, which I first saw in Sophomore year of college. We discussed feminist theory, especially Simone de Beauvoir, and also referenced Lacan. We talked about the idea of virginity and Breillat's view of it, how virginity is oppressive for females and to be a liberated female you must lose it (as Breillat's films are all about young females experimenting with sexuality without love). It tied into Lacanian theory because there is direct proof that a baby is a mother's since it physically comes out of the mother, but there is no physical proof to prove that it is the dad's, so the idea of a dad is actually symbolic. Virginity thus was a way to cement who was the actual father of a child, because there would be no other father if the girl was a virgin before. He gave us some statistics, that 20% of french women stay with their first lovers 5 years after, and that 75,000 women per year get raped and only 10% of those report it.

Anyway, back to watching Harry Potter.

I'm going to Madrid this weekend!