Thursday, February 21, 2008

   just thursday
I woke up and revised my stupid paper. Well, I woke up wrote and watched TV for a few hours and then did my paper. I see a bad grade in the future. I just need a 'C' in this class. I say that with all my classes but mostly this one. It'd be nice to get an 'A' in Anthropology to match the one I recieved in Sociology. And after so much Algebra it'd be nice to get a 'B'. History, eh, just want to pass. I hate English classes though. I think I hate...I know I hate them more then mathematics. I don't mind the lectures. They're pointless and kind of strange, but I hate papers. What I hate is the 'like your style' remark as they hand you a 'C' or 'D' result. That's what I got with poetry last semester. I wrote a poem about Mica and Beryl, got an 'F' and a comment like 'I really enjoyed this it was well written'. Why the heck did I get an 'F' then! Oh well, it won't matter, it never does. We talked about metaphore in class because we have to analize a poem now. Now, this class puts me in such a difficult position. He talks, I remember. I remember everything, that's why I don't have to take notes in any of my classes. I trained myself to remember what the profs. were saying. So he talks, no one says anything. He thinks the class is full of morons. It might be, but I'm not a moron. So I wait for someone to say something. If no one does and he hasn't started talking then I'll say it. He usually starts talking almost right a way but today he wasn't doing that. I don't want to talk in class. I'm not the type of person a prof. wants to rely on. They are my enemy and have been since kindergarder. That's just how it is with me. So, I won't talk much but when he's saying the same thing over and over and no one is saying anything it drives me crazy. I talked in this class, twice. First time I was a little snippy. He thought it was funny that I didn't stumble over what the idea was and just said the idea. It kind of made him skip a few minutes of talking. The second he asked who didn't like poetry and I flipped my hand so he asked me why. Truthfully, I don't really know, I just don't. The epic poems like The Odessy, fine, it's long so I forget it's a poem. The Raven I like, but everything else just seems really lame. I just don't like it and I'm stubborn about not liking it. It's useless in real life so I don't have to change my thoughts on it. Oh but going back to metaphores, he used 'that man is a pig' and 'that woman is a cow' and then said he wasn't sure where those came from. Ha, but I do. I had to bite my tongue because I almost told him but then we would've been there longer. What is the representory animal of gula? A pig. When people think of that sin they think man. What is the representory animal of luxuria? A cow. And when people think of that sin they think woman. I almost said it that way too. I almost said 'it goes to the sins gula and luxuria, gula is pig and luxuria is cow' but if I said that I would've looked so crazy. People know those as gulttony and lust, not gula and luxuria. I use the Latin because I like it better. I feel that it takes away from the actual word and focuses on the idea of the sin. something like that. I'm sort of tired. It's snowing a lot and really pretty. I actually laughed at the people around me freaking out about the snow and telling their stories of how they crashed their cars into poles this week alone. They gave me a pretty dirty look but to prove a point I drove out of the parking lot at about forty when they were all crawling and almost running into each other. I drove home at fifty, no problems. The only thing you have to watch for is the stop signs, but mostly because they don't stop for stop signs here. And they wonder about their accident rate.

Epic:
So, most of my day was typing up more Zephyr backstory. I really need to leave Zephyr alone and work on someone. Today I wrote some with Rajan when he was still a jerk, Duscha, and Borkai. Duscha beat the snot out of Rajan so now she's got to go to prison for ten days unless Borkai's family can prove Rajan provoked her. So Borkai's going to run around threatening Rajan and Sokanon until one of them cracks and tells the truth. Let's see, Duscha's twelve, Rajan and Borkai are thirteen, and Sokanon is sixteen. Duscha can usually handle herself, but she's sort of in over her head right now. The moral is; if you're going to hit a young lord who hates you and your family, make sure you have another witness that's not on his side.

.:The Unsaid Works' EPIC:.

SGAH
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