First Day Back
Well, I thought the first day back after my wonderful break went pretty well. My classes had fun hacking and slashing their annotations, got to see the english crew (though I saw most of them over the weekend), read 120 pages of Winthrop Jordan for my independent study (learned about the race battle of penis sizes and how the chart goes - Native American = small, Whites = normal, Blacks = too large to be safe around white women).
All in a days work, but since I got home I have fallen into the dumps. I got nothing done and found myself wandering the streets talking to my mamma about lfe. Not a bad thing, but she really had nothing to say but get the work done and stop worrying about things you can't control.
The music I've been listening to hasn't been helping much. I'm addicted to Amy Winehouse's Back to Black, which is amazing, but depressing. Here's some of the songs so you can be depressed along with me.
All in a days work, but since I got home I have fallen into the dumps. I got nothing done and found myself wandering the streets talking to my mamma about lfe. Not a bad thing, but she really had nothing to say but get the work done and stop worrying about things you can't control.
The music I've been listening to hasn't been helping much. I'm addicted to Amy Winehouse's Back to Black, which is amazing, but depressing. Here's some of the songs so you can be depressed along with me.