verse and prose
I knew and old woman from houston
she had ten hens and a rooster
the rooster died
the old lady cried,
"my hens don't lay like they used to."
Lately, I have no idea how I was once successful academically. I just can't find the energy or motivation. I understand that it's all in my head and that it's almost over and that i'll regret it if I don't finish, but let's be honest, college for me has been more or less learning to make more and stronger friends and finding out how to get and extension on a paper more than it ever has been about studying. Let's be practical about this, here's my average day at school:
ISDS- learning how to perform basic functions on a computer. Too bad I missed class today- maybe I could've given this background a little color.
Intro to dramatic literature- hmm- I need this to get a minor in theater, they don't take into account that I've acted in a major production of macbeth with professional actors from New York taking me under their wing, or that I've taken every advanced acting class offered to LSU undergrads. No no, when you've done pretty damned well with the difficult stuff, they still want to make sure you know the difference between the good guy and the bad guy.
Advanced public speaking- I've been waiting tables for the better part of a decade and I would imagine make more money doing it than anyone I've ever worked with, so finally, a class that teaches me haw to talk to strangers.
Don't misunderstand me, I'm usual a jolly sort of guy, I 'm just not all that excited about having to prove that I know how to do things that I know I've already proven that I know how to do. That was a crazy sentence.
I don't know what's happened to me I think that some time during last summer my rooster kicked the bucket.
she had ten hens and a rooster
the rooster died
the old lady cried,
"my hens don't lay like they used to."
Lately, I have no idea how I was once successful academically. I just can't find the energy or motivation. I understand that it's all in my head and that it's almost over and that i'll regret it if I don't finish, but let's be honest, college for me has been more or less learning to make more and stronger friends and finding out how to get and extension on a paper more than it ever has been about studying. Let's be practical about this, here's my average day at school:
ISDS- learning how to perform basic functions on a computer. Too bad I missed class today- maybe I could've given this background a little color.
Intro to dramatic literature- hmm- I need this to get a minor in theater, they don't take into account that I've acted in a major production of macbeth with professional actors from New York taking me under their wing, or that I've taken every advanced acting class offered to LSU undergrads. No no, when you've done pretty damned well with the difficult stuff, they still want to make sure you know the difference between the good guy and the bad guy.
Advanced public speaking- I've been waiting tables for the better part of a decade and I would imagine make more money doing it than anyone I've ever worked with, so finally, a class that teaches me haw to talk to strangers.
Don't misunderstand me, I'm usual a jolly sort of guy, I 'm just not all that excited about having to prove that I know how to do things that I know I've already proven that I know how to do. That was a crazy sentence.
I don't know what's happened to me I think that some time during last summer my rooster kicked the bucket.