I always assumed that I'd be better at writing as I grew older and stayed in school. You know, write one of those magically insightful essays that would demonstrate my profound knowledge of some literary masterpiece.
HAHAHAHA. Doesn't look like that's going to happen anytime soon. I think my Mrs. Dalloway essay ought to go get run over by the next incoming train because my attempts at analysis and eloquence are total tripe.
The longer I remain in IHL literature classes, the more I can feel my love for literature curl up into a ball and hide somwhere in the basement. Then again, I don't have a basement.
Erm, yes, I'm not exactly done yet...
HAHAHAHA. Doesn't look like that's going to happen anytime soon. I think my Mrs. Dalloway essay ought to go get run over by the next incoming train because my attempts at analysis and eloquence are total tripe.
The longer I remain in IHL literature classes, the more I can feel my love for literature curl up into a ball and hide somwhere in the basement. Then again, I don't have a basement.
Erm, yes, I'm not exactly done yet...
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Date: 2005-10-05 07:14 am (UTC)Yeah. I'm sorry *pat pat* Don't worry though, it doesn't get any better with time. (See? No need to worry! You know what to expect. Okay, my jokes are horrible tonight. I'm done). Goodluck hun. Ciao.
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Date: 2005-10-06 09:50 pm (UTC)Nothing to be sorry about. I'm mostly just surprised by my lack of motivation more than anything else when it comes to English classes-I'm quite happy to dump several gallons of vitriol on film score composers who disappoint me!
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Date: 2005-10-07 12:47 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-14 05:42 am (UTC)I don't really remember you as a workaholic. I can picture you as one, though.
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Date: 2005-10-05 12:59 pm (UTC)But you have to get more brownie points from the literature gods for the fact that you actually try still.
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Date: 2005-10-06 09:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-06 02:32 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-10-06 09:47 pm (UTC)You're right about those damned mice, though. They haven't been too hungry lately, and my dad's done more wireless networking stuff so hopefully that will minimize the number of wires eaten.
Hee, it's called "smack"? I'll have to use that term more often :D