When I left the Harvey theater after seeing Quartett, my emotions were of a mixed miriad. I didn't really know what to think and how to possibly start dissecting the many frustrating aspects of Quartett. This was the general response form my peers as well, in face, no one knew how to interpret or understand what they had just seen. There was just no fluidity or cohesion between any of the many theatrical parts we had just seen thrown together on stage. 

 For lack of something better to write about for this blog entry, I will tell you moviegoers about another scary movie I went to see this weekend, The Fourth Kind. And I will tell you now, DO NOT go to see this movie. It was terrible. I payed to see something I could have watched on TV. 

    Upon arriving at the Macaulay  honors college for Thursday night's common event, I was surprised to see that it was a reading of poetry, not of literature or of any other more scholarly subject. I was quite happy to find that Macaulay common events were not as conservative as I previously thought. It was refreshing to see and hear a young group of people express themselves through poetry, and it was an event that was very contrasting to any other Macaulay event we've ever been to. Overall, the experience was good.

 When I stepped into the Carnegie Hall conference room where our IDC class was to meet the Artistic Director at Carnegie Hall, I was truly grateful to be part of the compilation of Macaulay honors Students. It is an honor that really is a privilege to have. It is incredible to me that we are able to have a formal meeting with no other than the artistic director of one of the most prestigious artistic performance halls there is in NYC. Carnegie Hall has worldwide fame, and here we were, a group of Baruch freshman, at a conference table with a man of tremendous status.