For the Widows in Paradise, and for me
I'm an idiot. I truly am. I had taken two TRAD classes previously, and thought I was covered- but they were both TRAD 102's and I didn't realize that you have to have an arrangement of something like a TRAD 101 and a TRAD 102, or etc. What does this mean for our valiant hero? It means that next semester I'll be stuck in another GEN ED!!!! YAY! Me, a senior, in a pool of freshmen? Disgusting, right? But then I got to thinking...freshmen girls. Supple, impressionable females. So, I'm gonna take "Eroticism and Love in the Middle Ages". I also have to take a Tier Two INDV I was putting off, unless I can convince the College of Humanities to let it slide. So I'll be taking a Linguistics class called "Meaning in Language and Society".
That settled, I started looking over English classes and saw that English 373B wasn't showing up as offered. Peculiar. (As an aside, every time I hear someone mention that class, all I can think of is Outkast's Sorry Mrs Jackson). So I'm gonna see about getting into 373B, and then for my last class(es) I'll have Wendy put me in some Modern and Contemporary Literature classes (ish). That withstanding, Mckinsey and I are hopefully going to go watch V for Vendetta tonight after Kelly's concert. Which, is all I will say on that topic. So that I might avoid ashamed sighs from the mouths of Sarah, Kel, and the like.
They would all tell me to pursue her, and perhaps they'd be right. Mckinsey's amazing. Bar none. She and I have history, She's intelligent, and she hates where we grew up more than I do and wants to travel the world. So, from that standpoint it'd make sense that I should try to be with her. But, every time I start to think about having a relationship- I just picture the legions of impressionable girls awaiting my furtive glance. Granted, most of those supple girls have been replaced by the homeless and freaks, but I do promise that I have been in the company of beautiful girls in the past.
How can I justify happiness at 22? How can I justify falling in love?
That settled, I started looking over English classes and saw that English 373B wasn't showing up as offered. Peculiar. (As an aside, every time I hear someone mention that class, all I can think of is Outkast's Sorry Mrs Jackson). So I'm gonna see about getting into 373B, and then for my last class(es) I'll have Wendy put me in some Modern and Contemporary Literature classes (ish). That withstanding, Mckinsey and I are hopefully going to go watch V for Vendetta tonight after Kelly's concert. Which, is all I will say on that topic. So that I might avoid ashamed sighs from the mouths of Sarah, Kel, and the like.
They would all tell me to pursue her, and perhaps they'd be right. Mckinsey's amazing. Bar none. She and I have history, She's intelligent, and she hates where we grew up more than I do and wants to travel the world. So, from that standpoint it'd make sense that I should try to be with her. But, every time I start to think about having a relationship- I just picture the legions of impressionable girls awaiting my furtive glance. Granted, most of those supple girls have been replaced by the homeless and freaks, but I do promise that I have been in the company of beautiful girls in the past.
How can I justify happiness at 22? How can I justify falling in love?