college stuff
SO I GUESS I SHOULD FINALLY GET BACK TO TALKING ABOUT SCHOOL OR SOMETHING HUH
yeah I know it's been so much longer than "tomorrow" /sob
So on Mondays/Wednesdays/Fridays, I have:
Anglo-American Poetry
Middle English
American Literature II
Anglo-American Poetry class is taught by a guy who looks just like Bob from Heroes. I couldn't make this up if I tried. I'm only taking this class for the credit because goddamn I hate poetry so much, but I think I'm actually going to enjoy this somewhat. The teacher has this very no bullshit attitude towards the material, if you know what I mean? A lot of people into poetry talk about how it speaks to the soul or something really flowery like that, whereas in the first fifteen minutes of class he talked about how stupid most poetry was and how nobody reads it. He focuses on "the good poetry" and specifically what makes it good. Also he's hysterically funny, which is surprising because I first saw him I thought this was going to be such a dry, boring class.
Middle English class is taught by a guy who does the best accents ever oh my gosh. We are also going to have to do translation work in there, which is both a blessing and a curse. In the past, he apparently had a very sink or swim approach to the language, and although I'm surely going to flip every table in the dorm room this semester, hopefully at least I won't drown. Also: 12-15 page research paper ewwww.
AMERICAN LITERATURE TEACHER IS LOUD. IF I HAD TO TRANSCRIBE HIS SPEECH, IT WOULD ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS BE IN CAPSLOCK MODE. I WOULDN'T MIND IF IT WAS A LARGER CLASS, BUT THE ROOM IS REALLY SMALL. AAAAA HE MAKES ME SO NERVOUS. ALSO I DON'T THINK I'M GOING TO TAKE AWAY MUCH FROM THIS CLASS, WHICH MAKES ME PRETTY SAD BECAUSE I LOVED MY AMERICAN LIT 1 TEACHER. ODOM WAS TOTALLY AWESOME. SHE WAS INTO THE DRESDEN FILES AND LOVED H.P. LOVECRAFT. I WOULD ALWAYS TALK TO HER AFTER CLASS. HOLY SHIT, I SHOULD PROBABLY GET BACK IN TOUCH WITH HER.
SO ANYWAY, LOUD TEACHER OPENED UP A DISCUSSION OF THE SHORT STORY THE PUPIL WITH AN ANALYSIS OF ITS HOMOEROTIC THEMES, WHICH IS A MOVE THAT COMPLETELY BAFFLED ME AND MADE ME EXTREMELY UNCOMFORTABLE BECAUSE REALLY? REALLY? OF ALL THE THINGS TO FOCUS ON, YOU FOCUS ON THEMES THAT WEREN'T EVEN THERE AND WERE ONLY MENTIONED IN PASSING IN THOSE INTRODUCTIONS THE EDITORS ALWAYS INCLUDE? THE PUPIL IN THE STORY WAS LIKE, TEN. DIED AT FIFTEEN. HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH THE TUTOR WAS MORE LIKE THAT BETWEEN FRIENDS, OR EVEN A FATHER AND A SON I GUESS. I'M PRETTY SURE I WOULD HAVE PICKED UP ON SOMETHING SEXUAL. STRUMBO, WHAT ARE YOU EVEN SMOKING. I DON'T MIND THE DISCUSSION OF STUFF LIKE THIS, BUT THIS SEEMED ALMOST COMPLETELY OUT OF LEFT FIELD. AT LEAST WITH LIKE OH I DON'T KNOW DRACULA YOU CAN READ IT AND BE LIKE, "OH YEAH, THERE'S SEX LIKE ALL OVER THE PLACE IN THIS BOOK, JUST LOOK AT THE WAY THE COUNT TURNED MINA," AND EVERYONE ELSE WILL BE ALL, "OH YEAH, I CAN TOTALLY SEE THAT, INTERESTING ANALYSIS THERE BROSEF."
On Tuesdays/Thursdays, I have:
Science-Fiction
Film Studies
Sci-fi is fun. Half has never picked up a sci-fi book in their life, and the other half are all nerds. One guy admitted to writing Star Wars fanfiction, so I guess I'm home or something. We're focusing more on short stories and stuff. Not much to say here yet, but I'm having a lot of fun.
Film Studies is less a class about studying film and more a class about sight, seeing, perception, and all that jazz that uses film as a backdrop for discussion. We have to pick one object and write page-long observations about it all semester long, like Scudder did with a haemulon. Yeah, I know. Fifteen weeks is a long time to write about my right shoe but whatever man, I'm not doing something pretentious like a mirror, fuck your shit. At the end we have this ridiculously long research paper due that seems like it's just a bunch of introspection/self-reflection stuff. The teacher also mixes in a lot of stuff that was covered in literary criticism last year, which I am not at all surprised by at all. THERE'S A SUPER LOUD GUY WHO JUST GOT IN AND OH MAN HE SITS NEXT TO ME AND I WANT TO PUNCH HIM FOR HIS CONSTANT NO INSIDE VOICING WAYS AND/OR SIT ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM AND HIDE.
So yeah.
yeah I know it's been so much longer than "tomorrow" /sob
So on Mondays/Wednesdays/Fridays, I have:
Anglo-American Poetry
Middle English
American Literature II
Anglo-American Poetry class is taught by a guy who looks just like Bob from Heroes. I couldn't make this up if I tried. I'm only taking this class for the credit because goddamn I hate poetry so much, but I think I'm actually going to enjoy this somewhat. The teacher has this very no bullshit attitude towards the material, if you know what I mean? A lot of people into poetry talk about how it speaks to the soul or something really flowery like that, whereas in the first fifteen minutes of class he talked about how stupid most poetry was and how nobody reads it. He focuses on "the good poetry" and specifically what makes it good. Also he's hysterically funny, which is surprising because I first saw him I thought this was going to be such a dry, boring class.
Middle English class is taught by a guy who does the best accents ever oh my gosh. We are also going to have to do translation work in there, which is both a blessing and a curse. In the past, he apparently had a very sink or swim approach to the language, and although I'm surely going to flip every table in the dorm room this semester, hopefully at least I won't drown. Also: 12-15 page research paper ewwww.
AMERICAN LITERATURE TEACHER IS LOUD. IF I HAD TO TRANSCRIBE HIS SPEECH, IT WOULD ALWAYS, ALWAYS, ALWAYS BE IN CAPSLOCK MODE. I WOULDN'T MIND IF IT WAS A LARGER CLASS, BUT THE ROOM IS REALLY SMALL. AAAAA HE MAKES ME SO NERVOUS. ALSO I DON'T THINK I'M GOING TO TAKE AWAY MUCH FROM THIS CLASS, WHICH MAKES ME PRETTY SAD BECAUSE I LOVED MY AMERICAN LIT 1 TEACHER. ODOM WAS TOTALLY AWESOME. SHE WAS INTO THE DRESDEN FILES AND LOVED H.P. LOVECRAFT. I WOULD ALWAYS TALK TO HER AFTER CLASS. HOLY SHIT, I SHOULD PROBABLY GET BACK IN TOUCH WITH HER.
SO ANYWAY, LOUD TEACHER OPENED UP A DISCUSSION OF THE SHORT STORY THE PUPIL WITH AN ANALYSIS OF ITS HOMOEROTIC THEMES, WHICH IS A MOVE THAT COMPLETELY BAFFLED ME AND MADE ME EXTREMELY UNCOMFORTABLE BECAUSE REALLY? REALLY? OF ALL THE THINGS TO FOCUS ON, YOU FOCUS ON THEMES THAT WEREN'T EVEN THERE AND WERE ONLY MENTIONED IN PASSING IN THOSE INTRODUCTIONS THE EDITORS ALWAYS INCLUDE? THE PUPIL IN THE STORY WAS LIKE, TEN. DIED AT FIFTEEN. HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH THE TUTOR WAS MORE LIKE THAT BETWEEN FRIENDS, OR EVEN A FATHER AND A SON I GUESS. I'M PRETTY SURE I WOULD HAVE PICKED UP ON SOMETHING SEXUAL. STRUMBO, WHAT ARE YOU EVEN SMOKING. I DON'T MIND THE DISCUSSION OF STUFF LIKE THIS, BUT THIS SEEMED ALMOST COMPLETELY OUT OF LEFT FIELD. AT LEAST WITH LIKE OH I DON'T KNOW DRACULA YOU CAN READ IT AND BE LIKE, "OH YEAH, THERE'S SEX LIKE ALL OVER THE PLACE IN THIS BOOK, JUST LOOK AT THE WAY THE COUNT TURNED MINA," AND EVERYONE ELSE WILL BE ALL, "OH YEAH, I CAN TOTALLY SEE THAT, INTERESTING ANALYSIS THERE BROSEF."
On Tuesdays/Thursdays, I have:
Science-Fiction
Film Studies
Sci-fi is fun. Half has never picked up a sci-fi book in their life, and the other half are all nerds. One guy admitted to writing Star Wars fanfiction, so I guess I'm home or something. We're focusing more on short stories and stuff. Not much to say here yet, but I'm having a lot of fun.
Film Studies is less a class about studying film and more a class about sight, seeing, perception, and all that jazz that uses film as a backdrop for discussion. We have to pick one object and write page-long observations about it all semester long, like Scudder did with a haemulon. Yeah, I know. Fifteen weeks is a long time to write about my right shoe but whatever man, I'm not doing something pretentious like a mirror, fuck your shit. At the end we have this ridiculously long research paper due that seems like it's just a bunch of introspection/self-reflection stuff. The teacher also mixes in a lot of stuff that was covered in literary criticism last year, which I am not at all surprised by at all. THERE'S A SUPER LOUD GUY WHO JUST GOT IN AND OH MAN HE SITS NEXT TO ME AND I WANT TO PUNCH HIM FOR HIS CONSTANT NO INSIDE VOICING WAYS AND/OR SIT ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE ROOM AND HIDE.
So yeah.