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Dear God, on campus internet......enough said. I am in the archives now, not working, but doing my homework. It begins to worry me how much I rely on the internet. I am beginning to think that this technology thing may be hindering us instead of helping us in many ways....I need to ponder this some more.....
I have a spanish test today. Those damn accents get me every time. I hate it! Hopefully I'll only lose little points for putting them in the wrong place. I did the on-line quizzes, I think teh highest I got was like an 80%. That's stupid. Not because my answer was wrong, but again because of those god damn accents.
English Renaissance is giving me a run for my money. But I think that I secretly look up to my professor. I think she is fantastic! Granted, I always look up to my professors, but it's funny because I think her life is the life I am going to have. In class we were assigned this paper about "why do literature". That is precisely the sole premise. So god knows right? But here is the thing. I am going to wake up in the dark of the night when I'm 50, having studied and devoted my life to either literature, or music, or fuck it both, and will wonder what the hell I've been doing. Why have I wasted my life away? but then I will contradict myself and remember that I have not necessarily wasted my life away but I sure could have. It suurrre looked like it. This makes me wonder very very much. I may be an educated woman at 50, but who did I help? What good did I do to the world? anything? was it all in vain? was I so concerned with my brain, and my education, that I forgot that some people don't even have a book, or god help them a meal?
Next thought: So I think my professor thinks I am a sex crazed maniac.
Explanation: We again had to write ourselves into Utopia and respond, conversationally, to the speaker "Raphael". I did. but what i ended up commenting on was the lack of sexual issues, and the lack of his discussion of pleasure in this perfect world. It made sense because he made all of these references to adultry and aminous sex, but then said that Utopian people were completely monogomous. Inconsistency? Yes. So I wrote a 2 page paper on that. Her comments: " It is interesting to see the things you are interested in". Translation: "I think you are a sex crazed maniac"
I have a spanish test today. Those damn accents get me every time. I hate it! Hopefully I'll only lose little points for putting them in the wrong place. I did the on-line quizzes, I think teh highest I got was like an 80%. That's stupid. Not because my answer was wrong, but again because of those god damn accents.
English Renaissance is giving me a run for my money. But I think that I secretly look up to my professor. I think she is fantastic! Granted, I always look up to my professors, but it's funny because I think her life is the life I am going to have. In class we were assigned this paper about "why do literature". That is precisely the sole premise. So god knows right? But here is the thing. I am going to wake up in the dark of the night when I'm 50, having studied and devoted my life to either literature, or music, or fuck it both, and will wonder what the hell I've been doing. Why have I wasted my life away? but then I will contradict myself and remember that I have not necessarily wasted my life away but I sure could have. It suurrre looked like it. This makes me wonder very very much. I may be an educated woman at 50, but who did I help? What good did I do to the world? anything? was it all in vain? was I so concerned with my brain, and my education, that I forgot that some people don't even have a book, or god help them a meal?
Next thought: So I think my professor thinks I am a sex crazed maniac.
Explanation: We again had to write ourselves into Utopia and respond, conversationally, to the speaker "Raphael". I did. but what i ended up commenting on was the lack of sexual issues, and the lack of his discussion of pleasure in this perfect world. It made sense because he made all of these references to adultry and aminous sex, but then said that Utopian people were completely monogomous. Inconsistency? Yes. So I wrote a 2 page paper on that. Her comments: " It is interesting to see the things you are interested in". Translation: "I think you are a sex crazed maniac"