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I seem to have developed mental blocks on two of my classes - or rather, one class and one book.
The class is English 305 on Monday at 10. Anybody in chat remember when I whined and moaned about having to write that essay in the style of Langston Hughes? That's the class. We've been assigned another emulate-the-style essay, didn't receive the essay until about three days ago (when it was assigned two weeks ago), and are supposed to write an essay with the title "I am a ______________" (fill in the blank with appropriate adjective). I heard that and went, cool! I can write an essay about how I'm a geek or a nerd or whatever. I'm good at that.
And then I read the essay today.
Essay: Hi! I'm called "I am a Cripple!"
Me: Um...okay.
Essay: Let me tell you all about my experiences with Multiple Sclerosis and you can emulate my style!
Me: ...D:
It's not wangsty or emo or whiny, but reading it is a bit depressing (hooray First Person POV). The author is talking about how MS has changed her life and how it's no picnic, and all I can think is, "I can't emulate this. I like being a geek."
So I'll most likely end up complaining to chat again (sorry guys!) and writing the whole cursed thing tomorrow evening. I'm going to try to make progress tonight, but...well, I know how I work.
The book I've blocked one for my Religion class. Sad thing is, it should be a really easy read: it's got big text and pictures and everything, and it explains history and politics and architecture and culture and stuff during the time of the New Testament. Interesting stuff, right? Should be. I just can't get through it.
...I'm not making any sense. I'm going to go wrap this up and attempt to get some semblance of homework done before Megan and I go see Sweeney Todd tonight.
...in other random happier news, I got a Perfect on Even Flow on Medium last night on Guitar Hero. I'd never played it before. I'm very proud of me. :Db
The class is English 305 on Monday at 10. Anybody in chat remember when I whined and moaned about having to write that essay in the style of Langston Hughes? That's the class. We've been assigned another emulate-the-style essay, didn't receive the essay until about three days ago (when it was assigned two weeks ago), and are supposed to write an essay with the title "I am a ______________" (fill in the blank with appropriate adjective). I heard that and went, cool! I can write an essay about how I'm a geek or a nerd or whatever. I'm good at that.
And then I read the essay today.
Essay: Hi! I'm called "I am a Cripple!"
Me: Um...okay.
Essay: Let me tell you all about my experiences with Multiple Sclerosis and you can emulate my style!
Me: ...D:
It's not wangsty or emo or whiny, but reading it is a bit depressing (hooray First Person POV). The author is talking about how MS has changed her life and how it's no picnic, and all I can think is, "I can't emulate this. I like being a geek."
So I'll most likely end up complaining to chat again (sorry guys!) and writing the whole cursed thing tomorrow evening. I'm going to try to make progress tonight, but...well, I know how I work.
The book I've blocked one for my Religion class. Sad thing is, it should be a really easy read: it's got big text and pictures and everything, and it explains history and politics and architecture and culture and stuff during the time of the New Testament. Interesting stuff, right? Should be. I just can't get through it.
...I'm not making any sense. I'm going to go wrap this up and attempt to get some semblance of homework done before Megan and I go see Sweeney Todd tonight.
...in other random happier news, I got a Perfect on Even Flow on Medium last night on Guitar Hero. I'd never played it before. I'm very proud of me. :Db
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