Man, I had a shitty evening...
Please all forgive the whiny-ness that is about to ensue...
Good lord, I feel like crap. This evening/night was extremely sucky.
So, because of various things that were going on with me this afternoon, I did not start my homework until after dinner, when I was at work at the college radio station (a job I can thankfully get away with doing nothing...ie my homework). My 18th century lit professor had assigned us to read Oroonoko, the royal slave. We're going to be talking about it over the course of two days, but she did not specify if we were only reading part of it for tomorrow...so I had to read the whole thing. It took me around three and a half hours. And it was freaking depressing, man!
african prince is brought up to be beautiful and amazing warrior who wins many battles for his people...meets beautiful and good love of his life...horny old grandfather wants said beauty and steals her from prince after they have been secretly married...prince sneaks into wife's room to take her virginity that has been sneakily kept safe for only him...grandfather finds out...banishes prince and sells wife into slavery...spreads rumor that she is actually dead...prince is sad...almost looses battle, but ends up spectacularly saving the day...somehow ends up aboard a slave vessel for a visit with the captain...is sneakily captured and sold into slavery...english owners love and adore prince...he's a slave but he just hangs out with the owners...discovers his wife is owned by the same people and they are reunited (this is the only happy part in the whole thing)...prince does many heroic and nice things for his owners, who have assured him that they will free him eventually...gets impatient to be free...owners take forever about it...leads tiny slave revolt...ends up backfiring... is whipped like a common slave...is all beat up and really pissed...knows that he will never get freedom now...kills his pregnant wife before their child can be born into slavery and sets out to get revenge...this does not work very well as he is incapacitated by grief from the wife-killing...wants to kill self also..slices open own belly...fights off people trying to stop him...ends up getting taken and sewn back together...owners execute him anyway...by cutting off his ears, nose, limbs and the rest into quarters...he is alive for most of this.......
yeah....really depressing. Then I watched my Thursday night shows to get a break from the yuckiness. But they were not as good as usual, and I was even more depressed. Then I started to study for my kanji quiz for Japanese tomorrow, only to discover that I hardly knew any of them. After I finally taught myself the kanji, I remembered I had to write a sentence for tomorrow too. At one o'clock I started the workbook pages that we're also supposed to do. We were assigned eight exercises (exercises that take a looong time) I got through three....mostly. I am so totally done for tonight...I don't care anymore.
The only real bright spot of the night was that danse updated The End of Days, which made me really happy, because it was so good...but also feeling strangely weird. And kind of even more depressed. It may have been that I felt like writing (which I totally always do after reading danse's stuff) and I couldn't because of all the homework. But the entire time I was doing Japanese I felt like crying. Which is kind of bad, because apparently it's my chosen profession. And often, I just can't stand it after a while. And I shall stop this train of thought right now, or I really will cry.
Well, all that made me feel a little better...so don't worry too much. Tomorrow is the weekend and after classes I have a bunch of fun stuff planned. Yep. So, bed for me now.
Good lord, I feel like crap. This evening/night was extremely sucky.
So, because of various things that were going on with me this afternoon, I did not start my homework until after dinner, when I was at work at the college radio station (a job I can thankfully get away with doing nothing...ie my homework). My 18th century lit professor had assigned us to read Oroonoko, the royal slave. We're going to be talking about it over the course of two days, but she did not specify if we were only reading part of it for tomorrow...so I had to read the whole thing. It took me around three and a half hours. And it was freaking depressing, man!
african prince is brought up to be beautiful and amazing warrior who wins many battles for his people...meets beautiful and good love of his life...horny old grandfather wants said beauty and steals her from prince after they have been secretly married...prince sneaks into wife's room to take her virginity that has been sneakily kept safe for only him...grandfather finds out...banishes prince and sells wife into slavery...spreads rumor that she is actually dead...prince is sad...almost looses battle, but ends up spectacularly saving the day...somehow ends up aboard a slave vessel for a visit with the captain...is sneakily captured and sold into slavery...english owners love and adore prince...he's a slave but he just hangs out with the owners...discovers his wife is owned by the same people and they are reunited (this is the only happy part in the whole thing)...prince does many heroic and nice things for his owners, who have assured him that they will free him eventually...gets impatient to be free...owners take forever about it...leads tiny slave revolt...ends up backfiring... is whipped like a common slave...is all beat up and really pissed...knows that he will never get freedom now...kills his pregnant wife before their child can be born into slavery and sets out to get revenge...this does not work very well as he is incapacitated by grief from the wife-killing...wants to kill self also..slices open own belly...fights off people trying to stop him...ends up getting taken and sewn back together...owners execute him anyway...by cutting off his ears, nose, limbs and the rest into quarters...he is alive for most of this.......
yeah....really depressing. Then I watched my Thursday night shows to get a break from the yuckiness. But they were not as good as usual, and I was even more depressed. Then I started to study for my kanji quiz for Japanese tomorrow, only to discover that I hardly knew any of them. After I finally taught myself the kanji, I remembered I had to write a sentence for tomorrow too. At one o'clock I started the workbook pages that we're also supposed to do. We were assigned eight exercises (exercises that take a looong time) I got through three....mostly. I am so totally done for tonight...I don't care anymore.
The only real bright spot of the night was that danse updated The End of Days, which made me really happy, because it was so good...but also feeling strangely weird. And kind of even more depressed. It may have been that I felt like writing (which I totally always do after reading danse's stuff) and I couldn't because of all the homework. But the entire time I was doing Japanese I felt like crying. Which is kind of bad, because apparently it's my chosen profession. And often, I just can't stand it after a while. And I shall stop this train of thought right now, or I really will cry.
Well, all that made me feel a little better...so don't worry too much. Tomorrow is the weekend and after classes I have a bunch of fun stuff planned. Yep. So, bed for me now.