Inspiration.

Oct 02, 2008 14:44

So today was one of those days where I woke up with a song in my head and needed it. Tori Amos feat. Damien Rice- The Power of Orange Knickers. Sounds silly, doesn't it?

There are lots of things I should be doing right now. There's always something I could be working on. I'm taking a little time off today to write in here, though. Hopefully I won't feel guilty about it.

I had a really great day of classes today despite only getting five or six hours of sleep. French is wonderful because I love it. Michael Tratner (my post colonial lit prof) is everything wonderful and inspiring and insightful. Post-colonial literature, a topic I wasn't even that excited about in the first place, a class I just took because it was an English class, is actually such a crazy/exciting/interesting/complicated topic. The books have so much depth about humanity it's ridiculous. It's just so inspiring. How can anyone not be amazed by literature? What I have learned through post colonial lit: literature is, to me, the most interesting medium of history, and history itself is so skewed that literature is just as valid as a silly history book! Anyway. It's strange. No one in our class really talks (there's 20 or so of us) except for me and two other freshwomen. At first I was hesitant in making comments because I thought maybe I was getting out of my place, but today I just said fuck it I'm going to talk all I want, and I got a lot more out of the class. I love being engaged in learning. That class is so exciting!!!! Agh.

Between post-colonial literature and my CSEM: Feminist Interpretations of Plato to Marx, I'm encountering a lot more political theory than I ever have before. The classes work really well together, and I'm really glad I have them in the same semester. I finally feel like I'm being educated. I was proud of my CSEM paper. I think my teacher liked it, too.

Math, on the other hand, has been frustrating. But I don't really want to talk about it. Can people even get the inspired excited feeling I get from language and literature in math? I can't see how.

So fall break is approaching; this is my last weekend at BMC until I go home for 10 days. Quite frankly, I don't want to leave. It's going to be awkward seeing people who stayed home... and weird just being home in general. I don't know. I kind of want to come back early. On the bright side, I think I'll have time to write over break. I have sooooo many new ideas for stuff, and I never have time to put it down. Especially with such inspiring classes. My brain is saturated, I've got to squeeze out my creativity sponge.

Anyway. This entry was so long, and all I talked about were my classes. I suppose it's better to get it out here than to talk about it in conversations. It seems like outside of Bryn Mawr most college students don't really talk about their classes as a source of pleasure. So I won't bore you when I get home... maybe.
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