Author: Angelica Goldberg

Angelica Goldberg Final Project: The Process of Writing A Paper

Professor Ugoretz and Classmates,

It is very difficult for me to write a cover letter for my short story. My short story is in essence, a cover letter. I wrote about how the process was for me to do this assignment. I struggled but not because the assignment was difficult but because of my own brain. It is a mix of all my emotions and my constantly going brain, but one that does not constantly think about what it should. I want to note that this story was written in one take, I only read it over to fix spelling and grammatical errors. I think editing it would take away from what I was trying to show.

I am still proud of what I wrote because it is raw and real, and today those things are lacking in writing. Writing can be so very impersonal but, writing to me is something incredibly personal. Usually I can’t bring myself to write about what I really want to because my brain stops me from it, or my heart, or even my hands. Some of this is seen in the story you are about to read but keep in mind that literature cannot express everything. I have come to the conclusion, as I write this cover letter, that the I haven’t yet found the right words for what I want to say so I am waiting patiently for them to come. Maybe then the rut will end.

It takes me great restrain not to input something funny into a serious paper. When I write essays for classes, I like to include something witty but end up taking it out because its not the academic thing to do but I find it funny and refreshing. If I become a professor one day, I want my students to do just that. I took this short-story as a way to say witty things but I did also restrain myself because that is just what I am used to. I hope you do laugh in some moments and hope you are also incredibly confused in others. This short story is a landscape into my mind and you are not supposed to understand everything.

I did deep thinking at some point within the short story, those moments stick out and are usually marked by me stating I did some deep thinking. I won’t delve much into them because they will become very evident and apparent. I also want to leave room for the mystery.

The short story you about to read is very direct and doesn’t hide much, although it hides what I do not want to share. It is both open and closeted off. The short story you are about to read is one of many contradictions and ironies but it is a story nonetheless. It is the ramblings of a teenage girl in the middle of her finals and at the end of her first semester at college.

I formatted the essay a specific way because it is what I found appealing to to eye and here is a link to the format:

The Process of Writing a Paper; The Angelica Format

However, it may be difficult to read so here is a “properly formatted version”:

The Process of Writing a Paper; Correct Format

Or, you can read everything if you click read more.


Angelica Goldberg


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Snapshot Exhibition

I was one of the curators for the snapshot exhibition. I both enjoyed the process and found it frustrating. The frustrating part was the sheer amount of pictures, divvying them, finding both versions of each (large and small), among other things. The part I enjoyed was also one that I found frustrating. That was putting everything together. When putting the pictures up, the curators had double sided tape but it didn’t stick so we all had to use pushpins. I’m not the strongest person in the world so it was hard to stick it on the blackboards. But, I also really enjoyed that part because I got to put up what I wanted how I wanted it. I had 3 times and they were 9:06 (graffiti), 10:11 (linear pictures),  21:19 (night collage). I have attached pictures of my sections below (they were taken the day before the exhibition).

To be honest, during the exhibition, I did not stay for long. I saw all the pictures so many times I got sick of them. But, I was happy with the turnout and glad that I was part of its curation.


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Big Band Reflection

I did like the performance. Although I thought it was a bit long, it wasn’t that bad. I didn’t want to fall asleep (I couldn’t even if I tried) so props to the band because I usually don’t like listening to just instrumental.

My favorite bits:

  • The older-guy with the long hair on the guitar rocking out on the left hand side.
  • The trumpet player with the blue-green shirt when he did that really amazing solo.
  • The guy with the silver looking saxophone solo.
  • The drum solo.
  • Solos, solos, solos.
  • The friendly banter during the show (it was informal but in this case it worked).
  • I could actually get through the aisle!!!!!!

Not so favorite bits:

  • One thing I didn’t like was the guy all the way on the corner right saxophone because he kept making this sharp, ugly sound (to me) and I wasn’t sure if he was just messing up or it was supposed to be like that, but either way I didn’t like it.
  • I couldn’t actually hear (or understand) the conductor when he spoke.

Also, I am not sure what song it was, but I know I have heard to before. It was the song with the french horn (?- I’m not one for naming uncommon-ish instruments) and I really liked it, it was my favorite.

Henry IV Reflection

Where to start…where to start…Let’s start at the beginning.

Before the play, I was incredibly excited. I had no idea what Henry IV was about but knowing it was set in an all women’s prison made me think of Orange Is The New Black, which is a show I love, so I was very excited to see the play. Later, I actually read what Henry IV was about and have to admit, was a bit confused by the summary (too many names) but I got the gist of it. The location of the warehouse was hard to find but luckily I didn’t get too lost. When they brought the “prisoners” in through the front, I got excited, I thought that was a cool idea and very informal (but in this case it worked).

I took my seat and I was F-301 right at the top, all the way at the edge (this would become important later as you already know). The guards locked everyone in, and one again this was a nice touch and got me excited to see the play. Then the play started and I got lost. I do not understand Shakespeare. If I got it to read, I could suffer through it and understand after I have read the passages about twice (and very slowly, if I may add), but to hear them once, quickly, and with an accent, oh boy! I did not understand a word they were saying for a good 15 minutes. While everyone was laughing I was just looking from side to side trying to figure out what was going on. I think I understood about 25% of what was said in the play. Since I knew I wasn’t going to understand a word, I payed more attention to other things such as movements and the actors acting. As I mentioned in class, I found it to be too-much, over-dramatized and the sad parts made me laugh because it was so blatantly over-the-top.

As I mentioned in class, I had one of the weirdest experiences at my life during the play. The actress was right next to me on the steps, less than a foot of distance. It was so odd because it is not expected in a play, but the weirdest part was that she was a stone and pretended I wasn’t there, didn’t even blink. Creepy.

The comedy of the play (from the bits and pieces I could gather) was not bad. I did laugh at some moments. Although there were gimmicky moments such as the bear and the car, and the chair crown, I did laugh for a moment. This was informal and may have worked to make me laugh a bit, it did take away from the play as a whole.

The play was long, and felt longer that the opera. I think the reason was not that there was no intermission but because it was Shakespeare and its difficult to watch something for 2 hours and 15 minutes that you can barely understand.

I’m not sure if I liked the stage (or lack there-of) or not. It did create a sense of intimacy in the atmosphere but at the same time it took away from the experience. In class, everyone was talking about how powerful the Henry IV deathbed scene was and I can’t say that it was because his back was to me during most of it. I didn’t understand a word and I could even see the movements or facial expression so I actually tuned out. The same can be said for the woman crying and running away after being insulted bit. I didn’t see the woman so I had no idea how she was feeling until the end and had no idea what was going on.

But on a more positive note, I thought that the actors did a good job and obviously took there role seriously so shout out to them (although they will most likely never read this response). The person that I thought did the best job was Falstaff because he (she) was very comical in her actions.

All in all, for me is goes: ballet, opera, then play. But, I do like plays and usually would put them higher. The only reason it is lower, as stated before was that is was in the original Shakespearean words so I did not understand it.


Opera Response

I’m splitting my post up in two. The things I didn’t like (or hated) about the opera and the things I liked (or loved).


  • In the opera, we where higher up while in the ballet we where closer down. The distance, to me, has a lot to do with experience. The lower down, the better the experience.
  • There was a lot going on in the opera I had to pay attention to. First, I had to pay attention to the translation, then the movement of the people on stage, then the music, and then the singing. I paid attention to the singing last, which is odd because thats kind of the point of the opera but it seemed to be my innate response to ignore it for the most part.
  • Act I and III were pretty boring to me, nothing of interest happened. Even in the boring parts of the ballet something was happening to pay attention to.
  • My expectations where higher. I expected Tosca to be this dramatic over the top piece. I expected Tosca to fling chairs and all that jazz but none of it happened. I thought it was pretty tame.
  • That death scene. I understand its not supposed to be super realistic and fantastic but come on, it was so blatantly bad and fake. And then later when they were supposed to be torturing the guy and he comes out looking like nothing happened I just sighed. I expected some make-up on him to make him look beaten up. I just expected more realism than I got (for such a grand venue).


  • The singers are definitely incredibly talented about what they do and I have a lot of respect for them. I didn’t pay as much attention as I should have to their voices but when I did they were really good. I preferred the male voices to the female ones (Tosca). It was more pleasant to my ear.
  • There was an actual story I could follow! Sure it may have been a bit boring and more tame than I expected but it was something!
  • The orchestra was amazing. The music was amazing!  I thought the music was brilliant and enjoyed it far more than the ballet music (which I thought was dull).
  • I would rather see the opera again than the ballet even though I liked the ballet better. I feel as though the story for the opera was boring and that took away from the experience. But, with a exciting story the opera would be better. I would love to see one of those grand ballets Ms. Hick talked about. I think I would really enjoy those (and I hope Tosca wasn’t actually a grand ballet because that would be awkward).

The lesson learned: The class should go see something on Broadway because music, dancing, and singing! Yay! Best of both worlds!

Ballet Response

I’m going to go right out and say it: the thing that surprised me most about the ballet was that the women did not wear tutus. I guess I’ve been conditioned to think this (most likely due to all the Angelina Ballerina I watched as a child) but it was odd to see nonetheless.

Now that thats out of the way, lets talk about the actual ballet. Note that my response will most likely just be ramblings of me covering everything and nothing at all (I’m quoting my Classical Culture professor here).

My favorite part was Monotone II because it was the most interesting and sensual. It didn’t really have a story but at the same time it did; it was a story about love. It was interesting to look at the contortion of the dancers bodies (I could not imagine doing that even in my wildest dreams). It was evident how much passion the dancers have for their art.

Something else I found interesting was the reaction of the audience. I couldn’t see their faces (because it was dark) but I saw how they reacted to their “favorite” dancers. The more famous of the dancers like Gillian Murphy got more applause than the other dancers. My eye is not trained to see the perfection in the dancing moves and I honestly did not see a difference in dancing.

Something I found cool was that the dancers were timed to the music (though not always timed to each other). Each movement had a corresponding music note. At the end when the orchestra left and there was just the piano, I did not realize at first (having just one instrument made me tune out to the music) and to me it felt a bit out of place.

The shocker was at the end of the night when the what I call the “12 Angry Men” shot the fake gun (or at least I thought it was fake) because it was unexpected. A heads up would have been nice (but would not have had the same affect).

Okay, so I think I have rambled off enough (and had enough parenthetical asides — see the pun?). Overall, I didn’t love the ballet but I didn’t hate it. Would I see these same performances again — no. But, I may see some other ones (that actually have  plot).


Time On The High Line

I had never been on the High Line before and didn’t know exactly what it was. To my surprise, it was a “park” that was built on a subway rail. That seemed like a cool concept but when I got there, I didn’t consider it a park. It had no space to run around and was crowded. But, it had a nice view and some interesting art.

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