It's 11:30 pm....
....And I still haven't started my hw on "The Wasteland" by T.S. Eliot.
Seriously, what the hell is up with this poem? I have no idea what to do with it. I only have to interpret 2 stanzas, but they make no effing sense!
Don't get me wrong, I love poetry and I love studying it, but this one is just not working for me. And I have to do this too, because I didn't do the last hw assignment....and I have to present with my group on it and I can't let them down. It's not fair for us to have to do this, because my prof even said that he didn't want to teach it and thought no one should ever study it. Effin' curriculum.
Ok, I know that bitching about this isn't going to do anything and it's really totally irrelevant in the big picture, but right now, it's pissing me off, because I'm not going to sleep until I do this.
P.S.: Dear T.S.....Pick a fucking rhyme scheme and stick with it!!!! You're messing up my reading rhythm.
*grumblegrumble*
Seriously, what the hell is up with this poem? I have no idea what to do with it. I only have to interpret 2 stanzas, but they make no effing sense!
Don't get me wrong, I love poetry and I love studying it, but this one is just not working for me. And I have to do this too, because I didn't do the last hw assignment....and I have to present with my group on it and I can't let them down. It's not fair for us to have to do this, because my prof even said that he didn't want to teach it and thought no one should ever study it. Effin' curriculum.
Ok, I know that bitching about this isn't going to do anything and it's really totally irrelevant in the big picture, but right now, it's pissing me off, because I'm not going to sleep until I do this.
P.S.: Dear T.S.....Pick a fucking rhyme scheme and stick with it!!!! You're messing up my reading rhythm.
*grumblegrumble*