you're such a rush
I'm really, really happy that my teacher liked the story I wrote for Lit class. I mean, I know I'm not a crappy writer, but I like that my work is being recognized and I feel that my self-esteem is validated by the people around me. Writing class, for all the lax deadlines and the uninspiring work environment, seems to be the one of the things I actually feel excited doing this semester, more than Pol Sci, more than my thesis, if I have to admit it, and it's just so...
Agh.
I want to take more classes in Literature, and not necessarily writing, per se. I like talking in a group and discussing semantics and high fantasy politics. I want to have in depth discussions about how word choice differentiates female from male characters and vice-versa, and the importance of agency to develop strong personalities. I want to discuss Shakespeare meta, gaiz I want to so bad it hurts, and I want a grant, I want a scholarship grant to master in Literature so I can teach and make a name for myself.
I want to go back to school and choose the subjects that I want to take.
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Okay okay okay. So here's the thing. I got an F on my Philo paper a few weeks ago, and the teacher said I could re-write it for a higher grade. In a fit of panic, I did and passed it again maybe last week. So that same Philo paper is back in my hands again, and wonder of wonders, I got an A right. But then I read his comment on the back:
There are only two grades for this paper: A / F
Both feel like a mistake to me. I guess I'd rather make the generous mistake.
...
When I read that I was like HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIT JESUS BLOODY CHRIST I COULD HAVE DIED THERE!
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I am of two minds whether or not to lock this LJ. People have come erupting out of the woodwork because this blog shows up when they Google their names. I should just stop name-dropping, right? But I can't help it! I like name-dropping.
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On a random note:
Isa Lacuna, glitter princess twinkle twinkle little star
Isa Lacuna, exotic delight of the orient
Isa Lacuna, ang babaeng bakla
Isa Lacuna, MANHUNTER
I could go on and on and on and on.
Agh.
I want to take more classes in Literature, and not necessarily writing, per se. I like talking in a group and discussing semantics and high fantasy politics. I want to have in depth discussions about how word choice differentiates female from male characters and vice-versa, and the importance of agency to develop strong personalities. I want to discuss Shakespeare meta, gaiz I want to so bad it hurts, and I want a grant, I want a scholarship grant to master in Literature so I can teach and make a name for myself.
I want to go back to school and choose the subjects that I want to take.
---*
Okay okay okay. So here's the thing. I got an F on my Philo paper a few weeks ago, and the teacher said I could re-write it for a higher grade. In a fit of panic, I did and passed it again maybe last week. So that same Philo paper is back in my hands again, and wonder of wonders, I got an A right. But then I read his comment on the back:
There are only two grades for this paper: A / F
Both feel like a mistake to me. I guess I'd rather make the generous mistake.
...
When I read that I was like HOLY SHIIIIIIIIIIT JESUS BLOODY CHRIST I COULD HAVE DIED THERE!
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I am of two minds whether or not to lock this LJ. People have come erupting out of the woodwork because this blog shows up when they Google their names. I should just stop name-dropping, right? But I can't help it! I like name-dropping.
----*
On a random note:
Isa Lacuna, glitter princess twinkle twinkle little star
Isa Lacuna, exotic delight of the orient
Isa Lacuna, ang babaeng bakla
Isa Lacuna, MANHUNTER
I could go on and on and on and on.