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Written this afternoon:
Had medieval class. Oh. My. Gods. I think I'm in love. Not just with the class, but gods, the professor is just, ahhhhh.
"Let's not worry about 'the death of the author', since all our authors are dead anyway."
"You can have illiterate authors in the middle ages - it's great!"
"It's a deathly boring book - it's just the history of the world according to Orm - and we know nobody messed with his spelling - then again, nobody would've wanted to copy this thing."
"Ooh, this is a really good read and there are all kinds of sex and violence, but I can pretend I'm being edified!"
... Yes. Just, yes. Ahhhh I miss Whetter so much it hurts, but Liu, yes... I think I'll be enjoying her class.
Anyway. I realized that I have a presentation to give on La Grande Illusion on the 23rd. Equinox, as I've mentioned before, is on the 22nd. I'm going to be in absolutely no mood to celebrate it to any large extent because (as per usual) I will be stressing out about my presentation.
... Sigh. Well. I guess I'll just have to deal with it, as per usual. I'll set aside some time later in the week, I guess. The gods don't give a crap what day it's celebrated on, so it doesn't matter. After that, there won't be anything further until Solstice, which more likely than not will be spent at my parents. Fuck. It seems like I never get to do these things the way I want to. It never used to bother me, but in the last couple of years, I just... I don't know.
Continued now:
I feel really restless. Like, I don't know, I need to get out more. Or maybe that's it. I'm not sure. I'm finding it hard to concentrate on anything right now. I'm definitely not going to be finished my readings for tomorrow, but to be perfectly honest I don't think that many other people will be completely finished either. Furthermore, the class is a very large one, so at least we'll be able to get some form of conversation going. But ugh, geh, I hated the readings we had to do for this week.
Right now I feel like I'm in a huge slump and I don't know why. Maybe it's because of school. Maybe not. Feel kind of lonely, but that is perfectly normal, absolutely not something noteworthy. I wish I knew what was wrong with me. Ah, well. It might simply be because I didn't write today. Who knows. Think I should try to make an early night of it, anyway. Bath, read some more homework, and maybe take some time to write a page - and then turn in. No use staying up for no good reason, eh?
Had medieval class. Oh. My. Gods. I think I'm in love. Not just with the class, but gods, the professor is just, ahhhhh.
"Let's not worry about 'the death of the author', since all our authors are dead anyway."
"You can have illiterate authors in the middle ages - it's great!"
"It's a deathly boring book - it's just the history of the world according to Orm - and we know nobody messed with his spelling - then again, nobody would've wanted to copy this thing."
"Ooh, this is a really good read and there are all kinds of sex and violence, but I can pretend I'm being edified!"
... Yes. Just, yes. Ahhhh I miss Whetter so much it hurts, but Liu, yes... I think I'll be enjoying her class.
Anyway. I realized that I have a presentation to give on La Grande Illusion on the 23rd. Equinox, as I've mentioned before, is on the 22nd. I'm going to be in absolutely no mood to celebrate it to any large extent because (as per usual) I will be stressing out about my presentation.
... Sigh. Well. I guess I'll just have to deal with it, as per usual. I'll set aside some time later in the week, I guess. The gods don't give a crap what day it's celebrated on, so it doesn't matter. After that, there won't be anything further until Solstice, which more likely than not will be spent at my parents. Fuck. It seems like I never get to do these things the way I want to. It never used to bother me, but in the last couple of years, I just... I don't know.
Continued now:
I feel really restless. Like, I don't know, I need to get out more. Or maybe that's it. I'm not sure. I'm finding it hard to concentrate on anything right now. I'm definitely not going to be finished my readings for tomorrow, but to be perfectly honest I don't think that many other people will be completely finished either. Furthermore, the class is a very large one, so at least we'll be able to get some form of conversation going. But ugh, geh, I hated the readings we had to do for this week.
Right now I feel like I'm in a huge slump and I don't know why. Maybe it's because of school. Maybe not. Feel kind of lonely, but that is perfectly normal, absolutely not something noteworthy. I wish I knew what was wrong with me. Ah, well. It might simply be because I didn't write today. Who knows. Think I should try to make an early night of it, anyway. Bath, read some more homework, and maybe take some time to write a page - and then turn in. No use staying up for no good reason, eh?
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