{"id":23308,"date":"2026-05-07T09:09:35","date_gmt":"2026-05-07T14:09:35","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=23308"},"modified":"2026-05-07T09:09:35","modified_gmt":"2026-05-07T14:09:35","slug":"sen%c2%b7ti%c2%b7men%c2%b7tal%c2%b7ism","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2026\/05\/07\/sen%c2%b7ti%c2%b7men%c2%b7tal%c2%b7ism\/","title":{"rendered":"sen\u00b7ti\u00b7men\u00b7tal\u00b7ism"},"content":{"rendered":"\n\n
sen\u00b7ti\u00b7men\u00b7tal\u00b7ism<\/strong>

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noun

sentimentalism (noun)<\/pre>\n
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    excessively sentimental behaviour, writing, or speech:<\/strong><\/pre>\n<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n
    \"the author blends realism with surrealism, journalism with sentimentalism\"<\/em><\/pre>\n\n\n
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    Sentimentalism, as a concept, was introduced to me with its theatrical meaning. Bascially, sentimentalism is the pattern of plays having an \u201cevil\u201d character who is reformed and redeemed, and becomes good. Every bad act they have ever committed is simply negated because the protagonist hit them with a beam of friendship, love, and understanding. They may have a slip or two back into evil, but usually those are for noble reasons, separating them from being \u201cevil\u201d, that the protagonists either don\u2019t know or misunderstand, hence the miscommunication trope.<\/p>\n
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    Everyone has already done their \u201clast blog\u201d blogs, or most of everyone, and I\u2019m going to talk about this little thing called sentimentalism. It\u2019s just a fancy way for me to talk about how I\u2019ve gotten so sentimental over the last few weeks, since someone told me we only have 3 go-home weekends left. It actually freaked me out sooo badly.<\/p>\n
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    I have my own reasons for not wanting to go home for the summer, like a whole list that just gets longer and longer the closer and closer the summer gets and\u2026. One of the main reasons is I know that I wont see a lot of people again. People are leaving, not getting invited back, or coming back and they may be entirely different people. I myself have changed so so many times, over and over again, throughout this school year that if I were to meet myself in may 2025 he wouldn\u2019t recognize me.<\/p>\n
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    My entire life has flipped around a hundred times since coming here. I\u2019m healthier, I have a better understanding of my style, im happier. I have more friends, ACTUAL, REAL friends that I made on my own. I have a whole new perception of myself and it\u2019s honestly amazing. I have a group, and I\u2019ve reconnected with old friends too. This year has been so eventful and I\u2019m glad for every second of it.<\/p>\n
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    My art has progressed greatly, too. At first I wasn\u2019t noticing a change. I was trying something new, writing poetry seriously, for the first time and I hadn\u2019t exactly found my voice in it yet. Now I\u2019m comfortable enough to write things I couldn\u2019t have imagined EYE (i) wrote. I, like I said in my last blog, hadn\u2019t been writing, and writing at all was hard for me because of what all it means to me. I felt like it wasn\u2019t enough.<\/p>\n
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    Last night, though, I participated as a reader in Steph and Richie\u2019s senior literary showcase. I always knew that writing and literature had a huge impact on the world around me, and I also knew that it wasn\u2019t accurate to only assume that big, famous pieces like Moby Dick or whatever get the chance to impact culture. I genuinely think differently after that showcase, and I think that\u2019s what literature is supposed to do. To make you think differently.<\/p>\n
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    I think, without realizing, being a literary has made me think differently, too. Like I said, I\u2019ve had my whole brain flipped around and blended and had transplants maybe a hundred times this semester, and I think it may be a part of maturing. I said me from may last year wouldn\u2019t recognize me now, but I don\u2019t recognize who I was in august, either, or October, or even December. Freak, February danny is an entirely different BEING from me now. And yet, I\u2019m still me. Despite everything, it\u2019s still me. IYKYK. I don\u2019t know. I guess I\u2019m just getting pretty sentimental, and I\u2019d rather let everything go that has made me upset over the last few months. It\u2019s not real anymore. None of it is real and everything is impossibly real at the same time. I mean, sure. I can be frustrated. I can be put off. But, at the end of the day, I have to move on to no choice of my own. Life\u2019s gotta keep moving, and there are bigger things to worry about and worse things to happen. Everything is gonna get better, though. Everything\u2019s gonna turn out all right, even if its only for a few years, months, weeks, days, hours, or minutes. If it so pleases you, everything only has to be all right for a few seconds, and if you notice that and cherish it, then it was real. It doesn\u2019t matter how long it lasts. It\u2019s that its there.<\/p>\n
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    Idk. Danny\u2019s getting emotional and I have no idea what he\u2019s saying. Hate that guy. I want everyone, EVERYONE, in literary to know I love them so much and that they\u2019re the best ever. Kiss kiss. Heart heart. Kind of regretting not ending this off with a Greek mythology blog, danny hates his feelings. BYE. I LOVE YOU. <3<\/p>\n
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