It's been three years since the last round of deadly tornados hit Alabama, and it looks like it's about time for the next round to hit. That's why, instead of studying for my chemistry test at the moment, I'm sitting in Erin's room, with my laptop and all of the stuff I need for my final English paper, watching the Weather Channel.
The storms aren't supposed to get here until around four to six p.m. From what the weather people are saying, things are going to get bad. This same storm system went through Arizona and Arkansas last night, killing eighteen people in total and injuring dozens more.
Erin and Maggie have both packed Bug-Out Bags, just in case we have to evacuate Brooke and go somewhere else. Erin even packed a big can of pepper spray, "because of looting." It's the fact that she thinks things are going to get so bad that people will loot that is worrying me.
At the moment, the University has shut down. I won't be able to take my Chemistry exam this afternoon, so I'm going to have to make it up at some point down the line. I'm hoping it won't be too much of an inconvenience, but I really need to take that test. I'm hovering at an 88% in the class, and I NEED to have at least a 90%. In fact, I have two 88s this semester and two 89s. So I need to make at least a 90 on all of my finals in order to bring those up to an A. If I can do that, then my life will be okay.
Anyways, if any of you are in the path of the storms, stay safe. Pack a bag if you feel like you need it, and watch the news. Be careful!
Monday, April 28, 2014
Saturday, April 26, 2014
Finals Week Approaches!
It's Finals Week again! (I can just hear the anguished screams echoing from libraries around the country.) Yes, Finals Week, that week where you want to tear out your own hair, curl up into a ball, crawl into a corner, and die.We've all been there.
For some reason, though, this semester has been worse than others. Maybe it's the fact that January pretty much screwed up the rest of the semester (you know, when we had those snowstorms that closed the schools for a week?). Or maybe it was the ice storms in February. (Also, there's now a warning that tornados or other bad weather could possibly delay our final exams, which is terrifying to think of and also a little exciting, because we all want extra days to study. But having to stay in school for a little longer because of the weather? No thank you. I want OUT!)
I'm really worried about my grades in four of my classes because I'm hovering right on the edge of an A. I have 89s in two of my classes and 88s in two more, but a solid 94 in my fifth class. (I'm not worried about my COMS class. I've already completed my final paper, which was a reflection paper that was the easiest thing I think I've ever done.)
So what do I have left to do in my sophomore year of college? I have a final paper due in English, a portfolio due in my Creative Writing class, a final exam in Chemistry, and a final exam in Spanish. Also, my COMS class is going out to eat at the Mexican restaurant in town on Monday, so I think that's going to be really interesting. It'll give us a time to talk about the class and maybe even get a look at the grades we got on our reflection papers. I hope I did mine right...
The paper for English is going to give me the most trouble, mostly because I haven't even started writing it yet. In fact, I'm up at midnight, blogging, when I should be sleeping because I have an early (and long) shift at TreeTop tomorrow. And it's gonna suck, because I'm going to be in café for the whole day. Well, from 9:30 - 5:30, which I guess is okay. Usually the opening shifts go until 6:30. I'm going to have to work on my portfolio when I get back, though. My English paper isn't due until Wednesday, but my portfolio's due Tuesday.
I'm really worried. The teacher doesn't seem to like me (my English teacher, that is). I certainly don't like her. I haven't learned anything in her class that I didn't already learn in ninth and tenth grade. This class was seriously a waste of time and money (that I could've spent working on my major and actually LEARNING things). Unfortunately, the class I took was English 300, which is REQUIRED in order for you to become an English major. I wish I could've found someone better to take this class with; maybe I would've actually enjoyed it! As is, I seriously considered opening a window and jumping to my death from the second floor of Comer. It was that bad.
For now, I'll leave you with a picture of my angry cat sitting on my Spanish textbook.
Goodnight, y'all!
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Happy Easter!
Today is Easter. To Christian religions (including Protestant, which I am), this is the day that Jesus Christ rose from the dead after being buried for three days.
My family has a lot of Easter traditions, from dying Easter Eggs to still having Easter Baskets and Egg Hunts every year, to having a special Easter Ham for dinner (that's "lunch" to you yanks).
One thing we always do, though, is go to the Sunrise Service at our church, where we hear the Easter Story, and hopefully come away with something that we didn't have going in. This is also one of two days out of the year that the church is going to be packed (which is why we go to the Sunrise Service). The other day is the Christmas service (or maybe Christmas Eve service). So many people are convinced that just going twice a year is enough. Although the church really doesn't mean anything, it is a great place for fellowship and growing closer to God, and especially for hearing the Easter Story during the service.
I'm going to share a bit of this Easter Story with you, and I hope you'll be able to make sense of it.
To give a bit of background, Jesus has just been captured and has been taken in front of Pilate (essentially the "judge") to be sentenced. Pilate put his crucifixion up to a vote: the people voted to release the murderer and crucify Jesus.
From the NIV version, Matthew 27:27-43:
"27 Then the governor's soldiers took Jesus into the Praetorium and gathered the whole company of soldiers around him. 28 They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, 29 and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. "Hail, king of the Jews!" they said. 30 They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again. 31 After they had mocked him, they took off the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him.
The Crucifixion of Jesus
32 As they were going out, they met a man from Cyrene, named Simon, and they forced him to carry the cross. 33 They came to a place called Golgotha (which means "the place of the skull"). 34 There they offered Jesus wine to drink, mixed with gall; but after tasting it, he refused to drink it. 35 When they had crucified him, they divided up his clothes by casting lots. 36 And sitting down, they kept watch over him there. 37 Above his head they placed the written charge against him: this is jesus, the king of the jews.
38 Two rebels were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left. 39 Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shaking their heads 40 and saying, "You who are going to destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself ! Come down from the cross, if you are the Son of God!" 41 In the same way the chief priests, the teachers of the law and the elders mocked him. 42 "He saved others," they said, "but he can't save himself ! He's the king of Israel! Let him come down now from the cross, and we will believe in him. 43 He trusts in God. Let God rescue him now if he wants him, for he said, 'I am the Son of God.' ""
In a short bit after this, one of the villains crucified with him mocked him as well, but the other one asked Jesus for forgiveness, and Jesus told him that he would "Be with Me in Heaven tonight." (That's what I remember, to the best of my knowledge.)
From the NIV version, Mark 15:33-38:
33 At noon, darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon. 34 And at three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, "Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani? " (which means"My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?").
35 When some of those standing near heard this, they said, "Listen, he's calling Elijah."
36 Someone ran, filled a sponge with wine vinegar, put it on a staff, and offered it to Jesus to drink. "Now leave him alone. Let's see if Elijah comes to take him down," he said.
37 With a loud cry, Jesus breathed his last.
38 The curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. 39 And when the centurion, who stood there in front of Jesus, saw how he died, he said, "Surely this man was the Son of God!"
And from here, Jesus is wrapped in linen cloths and taken to be buried in a tomb. He's guarded by soldiers at all times, in case one of his disciples tries to bring Him back from the dead (all the officials thought it was a hoax).
From the NIV version, Luke 24:1-12:
"1 On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. 5 In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, "Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: 7 'The Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.'" 8 Then they remembered his words.
9 When they came back from the tomb, they told all these things to the Eleven and to all the others. 10 It was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the others with them who told this to the apostles. 11 But they did not believe the women, because their words seemed to them like nonsense. 12 Peter, however, got up and ran to the tomb. Bending over, he saw the strips of linen lying by themselves, and he went away, wondering to himself what had happened."
After Jesus was hung on the cross, He died and was buried. It was foretold that He would rise again three days later. ("The Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.") The Bible even says that the skeptics - those who did not believe that Jesus was the Son of God, were scared that He really would rise on the third day (Matthew 27:63-64):
"63 "Sir," they said, "we remember that while he was still alive that deceiver said, 'After three days I will rise again.' 64 So give the order for the tomb to be made secure until the third day. Otherwise, his disciples may come and steal the body and tell the people that he has been raised from the dead." "
Jesus sacrificed himself for our sins, so that we would not have to take the blame when we died.
All we have to do is accept the gift that He has given us - the Gift of Life.
As long as we trust in Jesus as our Lord and Savior, and believe that He is the Son of God and everything in the Bible is true (how can it not be? Nobody's proven it wrong yet), we will be saved, and we will go to Heaven when we die. There's none of that, "But am I really saved?" second-guessing. If you know that God is in your heart, if you prayed and know that He will never leave you nor forsake you (Deuteronomy 31:6: "Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you."), then you will be saved.
I will be one of the first to admit that I do not always follow the path that God has laid out for me. Sometimes I go days without praying, and then something will happen, and I'll be crossing my fingers and using my prayers as a wish, wishing that things would happen.
God is not a wish-list. He's not a magical genie that will grant your wishes. He'll listen to you, He'll speak with you (it may be hard to hear him over that iPod, though!), and He'll guide you. All you have to do is listen.
I'm not good with listening. I'm not good with waiting. I want things now. But I've got to learn how to be patient.
I wish you all a very blessed Easter. Remember that Easter's not just about Easter Eggs (dying, hiding, or finding them), the new clothes, the fancy dinner (the first since Christmas, for most people), or the Easter baskets (although that's becoming a bigger monopoly every year, like a second-Christmas). Easter is when God's Only Son arose from the grave, so that we may spend Eternity with Him in Heaven. When we do the Easter Eggstravaganza event at my church, one of the songs the puppets do is "The Bunny Song," where one puppet, Belmont the Bear, sings about Easter:
I'm a bunny,
And it's not funny
how people think Easter's just a time for huntin' eggs.
I'm a bunny,
so listen, sonny:
Easter is all about J-E-S-U-S!
I don't want to tell you how to live your life, but this is something I feel strongly about. (I'm not as strong in my faith as I want to be yet, though; there are all these arguments on SparkLife that I'm scared to get involved in because I think people will see that I don't know the Bible as well as I "ought" to.) If I can use this blog to turn even one person to God, I will consider my life accomplished.
Thank you so much for reading. Do you have any questions you'd like to ask me? Anything you'd like to comment on? I'll admit that I won't have the answers to EVERY question you may ask, but I will try my hardest to answer anything that you put before me. If I don't know the answer, I'll find it out for you.
My family has a lot of Easter traditions, from dying Easter Eggs to still having Easter Baskets and Egg Hunts every year, to having a special Easter Ham for dinner (that's "lunch" to you yanks).
One thing we always do, though, is go to the Sunrise Service at our church, where we hear the Easter Story, and hopefully come away with something that we didn't have going in. This is also one of two days out of the year that the church is going to be packed (which is why we go to the Sunrise Service). The other day is the Christmas service (or maybe Christmas Eve service). So many people are convinced that just going twice a year is enough. Although the church really doesn't mean anything, it is a great place for fellowship and growing closer to God, and especially for hearing the Easter Story during the service.
I'm going to share a bit of this Easter Story with you, and I hope you'll be able to make sense of it.
To give a bit of background, Jesus has just been captured and has been taken in front of Pilate (essentially the "judge") to be sentenced. Pilate put his crucifixion up to a vote: the people voted to release the murderer and crucify Jesus.
From the NIV version, Matthew 27:27-43:
"27 Then the governor's soldiers took Jesus into the Praetorium and gathered the whole company of soldiers around him. 28 They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, 29 and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. "Hail, king of the Jews!" they said. 30 They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again. 31 After they had mocked him, they took off the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him.
The Crucifixion of Jesus
32 As they were going out, they met a man from Cyrene, named Simon, and they forced him to carry the cross. 33 They came to a place called Golgotha (which means "the place of the skull"). 34 There they offered Jesus wine to drink, mixed with gall; but after tasting it, he refused to drink it. 35 When they had crucified him, they divided up his clothes by casting lots. 36 And sitting down, they kept watch over him there. 37 Above his head they placed the written charge against him: this is jesus, the king of the jews.
38 Two rebels were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left. 39 Those who passed by hurled insults at him, shaking their heads 40 and saying, "You who are going to destroy the temple and build it in three days, save yourself ! Come down from the cross, if you are the Son of God!" 41 In the same way the chief priests, the teachers of the law and the elders mocked him. 42 "He saved others," they said, "but he can't save himself ! He's the king of Israel! Let him come down now from the cross, and we will believe in him. 43 He trusts in God. Let God rescue him now if he wants him, for he said, 'I am the Son of God.' ""
In a short bit after this, one of the villains crucified with him mocked him as well, but the other one asked Jesus for forgiveness, and Jesus told him that he would "Be with Me in Heaven tonight." (That's what I remember, to the best of my knowledge.)
From the NIV version, Mark 15:33-38:
33 At noon, darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon. 34 And at three in the afternoon Jesus cried out in a loud voice, "Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani? " (which means"My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?").
35 When some of those standing near heard this, they said, "Listen, he's calling Elijah."
36 Someone ran, filled a sponge with wine vinegar, put it on a staff, and offered it to Jesus to drink. "Now leave him alone. Let's see if Elijah comes to take him down," he said.
37 With a loud cry, Jesus breathed his last.
38 The curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. 39 And when the centurion, who stood there in front of Jesus, saw how he died, he said, "Surely this man was the Son of God!"
And from here, Jesus is wrapped in linen cloths and taken to be buried in a tomb. He's guarded by soldiers at all times, in case one of his disciples tries to bring Him back from the dead (all the officials thought it was a hoax).
From the NIV version, Luke 24:1-12:
"1 On the first day of the week, very early in the morning, the women took the spices they had prepared and went to the tomb. 2 They found the stone rolled away from the tomb, 3 but when they entered, they did not find the body of the Lord Jesus. 4 While they were wondering about this, suddenly two men in clothes that gleamed like lightning stood beside them. 5 In their fright the women bowed down with their faces to the ground, but the men said to them, "Why do you look for the living among the dead? 6 He is not here; he has risen! Remember how he told you, while he was still with you in Galilee: 7 'The Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.'" 8 Then they remembered his words.
9 When they came back from the tomb, they told all these things to the Eleven and to all the others. 10 It was Mary Magdalene, Joanna, Mary the mother of James, and the others with them who told this to the apostles. 11 But they did not believe the women, because their words seemed to them like nonsense. 12 Peter, however, got up and ran to the tomb. Bending over, he saw the strips of linen lying by themselves, and he went away, wondering to himself what had happened."
After Jesus was hung on the cross, He died and was buried. It was foretold that He would rise again three days later. ("The Son of Man must be delivered over to the hands of sinners, be crucified and on the third day be raised again.") The Bible even says that the skeptics - those who did not believe that Jesus was the Son of God, were scared that He really would rise on the third day (Matthew 27:63-64):
"63 "Sir," they said, "we remember that while he was still alive that deceiver said, 'After three days I will rise again.' 64 So give the order for the tomb to be made secure until the third day. Otherwise, his disciples may come and steal the body and tell the people that he has been raised from the dead." "
Jesus sacrificed himself for our sins, so that we would not have to take the blame when we died.
All we have to do is accept the gift that He has given us - the Gift of Life.
As long as we trust in Jesus as our Lord and Savior, and believe that He is the Son of God and everything in the Bible is true (how can it not be? Nobody's proven it wrong yet), we will be saved, and we will go to Heaven when we die. There's none of that, "But am I really saved?" second-guessing. If you know that God is in your heart, if you prayed and know that He will never leave you nor forsake you (Deuteronomy 31:6: "Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you."), then you will be saved.
I will be one of the first to admit that I do not always follow the path that God has laid out for me. Sometimes I go days without praying, and then something will happen, and I'll be crossing my fingers and using my prayers as a wish, wishing that things would happen.
God is not a wish-list. He's not a magical genie that will grant your wishes. He'll listen to you, He'll speak with you (it may be hard to hear him over that iPod, though!), and He'll guide you. All you have to do is listen.
I'm not good with listening. I'm not good with waiting. I want things now. But I've got to learn how to be patient.
I wish you all a very blessed Easter. Remember that Easter's not just about Easter Eggs (dying, hiding, or finding them), the new clothes, the fancy dinner (the first since Christmas, for most people), or the Easter baskets (although that's becoming a bigger monopoly every year, like a second-Christmas). Easter is when God's Only Son arose from the grave, so that we may spend Eternity with Him in Heaven. When we do the Easter Eggstravaganza event at my church, one of the songs the puppets do is "The Bunny Song," where one puppet, Belmont the Bear, sings about Easter:
I'm a bunny,
And it's not funny
how people think Easter's just a time for huntin' eggs.
I'm a bunny,
so listen, sonny:
Easter is all about J-E-S-U-S!
I don't want to tell you how to live your life, but this is something I feel strongly about. (I'm not as strong in my faith as I want to be yet, though; there are all these arguments on SparkLife that I'm scared to get involved in because I think people will see that I don't know the Bible as well as I "ought" to.) If I can use this blog to turn even one person to God, I will consider my life accomplished.
Thank you so much for reading. Do you have any questions you'd like to ask me? Anything you'd like to comment on? I'll admit that I won't have the answers to EVERY question you may ask, but I will try my hardest to answer anything that you put before me. If I don't know the answer, I'll find it out for you.
Friday, April 18, 2014
Coms 435, Part One: Angelina Grimké
While I'm procrastinating on a presentation for my English 300 class, I thought I'd take this time to talk about a short little mini-series that I'm going to be presenting for the next few days.
I've had to write several papers for my COMS 435 class - papers that I freaked over at the beginning of the semester. My room mate had to talk me through what was nearly a breakdown, y'all! That's how stressed I was about this class! Thankfully, the teacher is absolutely awesome (I gave her a glowing evaluation) and she's extremely helpful. Now, the papers that I've had to write for this class cover an extensive amount of history, so I thought I'd go ahead and share them with you. Some of these are very informative, and I've learned a whoooole lot while writing them. So if you see anything tagged "COMS 435" or see the COMS 435 in the heading, you know that you're going to be reading an academic paper. (I hope they don't bore you too much - I really think they're interesting!)
Of course, all the papers are going to have to be split into an after-the-jump way on my blog so the posts don't look ridiculously long.
The first paper I'm going to be sharing with you is a historiographical essay on the abolitionist and women's rights activist, Angelina Grimké. (I think I've mentioned her before.) I hope y'all have fun! (As a side note, I got a 46/50 on this paper! She really liked it, especially considering that it was the first time I'd ever used APA style and whatnot!)
See ya after the jump!
I've had to write several papers for my COMS 435 class - papers that I freaked over at the beginning of the semester. My room mate had to talk me through what was nearly a breakdown, y'all! That's how stressed I was about this class! Thankfully, the teacher is absolutely awesome (I gave her a glowing evaluation) and she's extremely helpful. Now, the papers that I've had to write for this class cover an extensive amount of history, so I thought I'd go ahead and share them with you. Some of these are very informative, and I've learned a whoooole lot while writing them. So if you see anything tagged "COMS 435" or see the COMS 435 in the heading, you know that you're going to be reading an academic paper. (I hope they don't bore you too much - I really think they're interesting!)
Of course, all the papers are going to have to be split into an after-the-jump way on my blog so the posts don't look ridiculously long.
The first paper I'm going to be sharing with you is a historiographical essay on the abolitionist and women's rights activist, Angelina Grimké. (I think I've mentioned her before.) I hope y'all have fun! (As a side note, I got a 46/50 on this paper! She really liked it, especially considering that it was the first time I'd ever used APA style and whatnot!)
See ya after the jump!
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Magnets & Paintings
Books-a-Million has a brilliant selection of magnets, and that's where we're planning on getting the rest of them. To the left, you can see the magnets that I picked out. (My roomie got a Pride & Prejudice one, a Star Trek one, and a SHIELD one.) I want to get the rest of the bombshell series (you can see it here) in magnet-form, but I dunno if they're going to do them. It's weird for them to have Poison Ivy but not Harley Quinn.
I'm really going to miss having girl nights this summer. The entire fourth floor gets together for these pin nights (we did one every other week last semester), and we watch Disney movies. This week's movie was Pocahontas. Not one of my favorites, but cool nonetheless. I left before they watched Frozen, because I had that presentation to work on and I didn't want to wait for another hour and a half to start on that. (I didn't get much done last night, by the way. I got maybe two points done after my breakdown, nothing more.)
I may have to go out and get myself some canvases and make some more silhouette paintings. I know that my cousin Lila would love one with Elsa and Anna on it, or maybe just Elsa. She's a big fan of "Let It Go," and can almost sing the whole thing. Maybe I can make one for each of my cousins for Christmas or something. The paint seems pretty simple to get, and I could just find a cheap frame or something so that they all looked alike. May have to do some research and figure out which Disney princess they like best.
And I may have to do a Joker one for my boyfriend. That would make his day. (He would have done a craft last night with us, because he did get there after his night class was over, but he didn't see any pictures he wanted. Which is understandable, because they all had to do with Disney princesses.)
Have a great afternoon, y'all! I'm going to get back to my class now.
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Procrastination at its Finest
Ah, procrastination, how I love thee. Let me count the ways...
Actually, I hate procrastination, but here I am, writing a blog post about it as well as procrastinating at the same time because, frankly, I'm in a tight spot and I don't know what to do. I have a presentation on my final paper due tomorrow in my English 300 (better known as the Introduction to the Major class, a.k.a. the Class from Hell), and I haven't the slightest clue as to what I'm going to do it on.
Oh, I know which books I'm going to use. Jane Eyre and Wide Sargasso Sea. The two connect in a way unlike any of the other books we've read (although Roxanna, or the Fortuante Mistress and Foe connect rather well, but I didn't actually read those). Then again, I've only read about three books this year out of the ten or eleven that we had to read. I just got tired of the teacher's ridiculousness and started not paying any attention to what she was teaching. I even made up a paper I wrote for her and got a 97% on it. That's when I knew her entire class was BS. She looks down at us and treats us like we're in ninth grade. It's the most intellectually-insulting class I've ever been in (aside from my computer class last spring, of course).
Here's the deal with the presentation: In order to do everything she wants us to do, I have to have the paper already written.
The paper isn't due for two more weeks.
I have several more papers that are due before this one is that I have to worry about. I actually had a complete mental breakdown tonight while thinking about all the work I have to do. (It's not helping that I'm completely hormonal at this point. I think I scared Matt a bit, actually.)
Anyways, I think I'm done ranting for now. I'm going to go look at my presentation requirements one more time and attempt to see what I can pull together. I hope I can scrape by with an A on this thing. I need to get an A in the class, and I don't think the teacher particularly likes me. Probably because I'm smarter than her. I can't wait to get my hands on her stupid evaluation. I'm going to rip her to shreds.
I hope y'all have a great day :) Better than mine's been, at least. I also want to put in a plug for a little mini-series that I'm going to be premiering in the next week or so. I want to share the research I've been doing with y'all! I've had so much fun learning about these people, and I want you to hear about some of them, too!
I've really got to get started now. Good night, everybody!
Actually, I hate procrastination, but here I am, writing a blog post about it as well as procrastinating at the same time because, frankly, I'm in a tight spot and I don't know what to do. I have a presentation on my final paper due tomorrow in my English 300 (better known as the Introduction to the Major class, a.k.a. the Class from Hell), and I haven't the slightest clue as to what I'm going to do it on.
Oh, I know which books I'm going to use. Jane Eyre and Wide Sargasso Sea. The two connect in a way unlike any of the other books we've read (although Roxanna, or the Fortuante Mistress and Foe connect rather well, but I didn't actually read those). Then again, I've only read about three books this year out of the ten or eleven that we had to read. I just got tired of the teacher's ridiculousness and started not paying any attention to what she was teaching. I even made up a paper I wrote for her and got a 97% on it. That's when I knew her entire class was BS. She looks down at us and treats us like we're in ninth grade. It's the most intellectually-insulting class I've ever been in (aside from my computer class last spring, of course).
Here's the deal with the presentation: In order to do everything she wants us to do, I have to have the paper already written.
The paper isn't due for two more weeks.
I have several more papers that are due before this one is that I have to worry about. I actually had a complete mental breakdown tonight while thinking about all the work I have to do. (It's not helping that I'm completely hormonal at this point. I think I scared Matt a bit, actually.)
Anyways, I think I'm done ranting for now. I'm going to go look at my presentation requirements one more time and attempt to see what I can pull together. I hope I can scrape by with an A on this thing. I need to get an A in the class, and I don't think the teacher particularly likes me. Probably because I'm smarter than her. I can't wait to get my hands on her stupid evaluation. I'm going to rip her to shreds.
I hope y'all have a great day :) Better than mine's been, at least. I also want to put in a plug for a little mini-series that I'm going to be premiering in the next week or so. I want to share the research I've been doing with y'all! I've had so much fun learning about these people, and I want you to hear about some of them, too!
I've really got to get started now. Good night, everybody!
Friday, April 4, 2014
Classes - Fall 2014, Beginning of Junior Year
Sorry this is a couple of days late, but I got caught up in schoolwork the past few days and haven't been able to post! Anyways...
Since I'm part of the Honors program at my college, I'm able to register earlier than other people in my year for classes. This is a huge advantage because many of the classes I want to take would be quickly filled and I'd be left out if I didn't have priority registration.
So, what am I taking this fall? Glad you asked.
Tuesdays and Thursdays
9:30 - 10:45
Studies in One or Two Authors
I'm not quite sure what this is going to be, but hopefully it's interesting! It sounds interesting, at least...
11:00 - 12:15
Psychogeology & Creative Writing
This should be a cool class! It's all about how the environment affects your writing.
2:00 - 3:15
Advanced Creative Writing: Fiction
Since I'm going to be minoring in Creative Writing (not to mention writing fiction novels, hopefully), this is going to be an essential class. Should be fun, too!
3:30 - 4:45
Introduction to the Study of British & American Literature I
This is one of three of the same class required for my major. (I, II, & III, of course.) I can only hope it's not boring!
Wednesdays
5:00 - 7:30
Modern British Literature & Early 20th Century Philosophy
It was the title of this class that caught my eye - and hopefully it turns out to be as cool as I think it's going to be. It's taught by two different teachers (and my boyfriend says that Forrester is a really neat one), and it's only once a week. If it's not entertaining, then I'm going to be stuck in a class that I hate for 2.5 hours every Wednesday night. And that's gonna suck.
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And yes, you're reading my schedule right - I don't have class on Mondays or Fridays! I only have a night class on Wednesdays. But geez - so many English classes! I hope I'll be able to keep up with the readings and the papers. I'll have to really crack down and get things done! I'm sure I'll be able to do it, though!
Also, I have some very exciting news for y'all - my boyfriend's going to be graduating next May! He's only got a few more hours left in his major to fulfill, and then he's going to graduate! I'm so excited for him. He's been in college for far too long, and he was starting to give up. He has a goal in life to work towards now - he can see the light, and he's going to run towards it with all his might. And I'll be there for him every step of the way :)
So what's your schedule look like for next fall? Are you taking summer classes to get a leg up on your major? What's your major, anyways?
Since I'm part of the Honors program at my college, I'm able to register earlier than other people in my year for classes. This is a huge advantage because many of the classes I want to take would be quickly filled and I'd be left out if I didn't have priority registration.
So, what am I taking this fall? Glad you asked.
Tuesdays and Thursdays
9:30 - 10:45
Studies in One or Two Authors
I'm not quite sure what this is going to be, but hopefully it's interesting! It sounds interesting, at least...
11:00 - 12:15
Psychogeology & Creative Writing
This should be a cool class! It's all about how the environment affects your writing.
2:00 - 3:15
Advanced Creative Writing: Fiction
Since I'm going to be minoring in Creative Writing (not to mention writing fiction novels, hopefully), this is going to be an essential class. Should be fun, too!
3:30 - 4:45
Introduction to the Study of British & American Literature I
This is one of three of the same class required for my major. (I, II, & III, of course.) I can only hope it's not boring!
Wednesdays
5:00 - 7:30
Modern British Literature & Early 20th Century Philosophy
It was the title of this class that caught my eye - and hopefully it turns out to be as cool as I think it's going to be. It's taught by two different teachers (and my boyfriend says that Forrester is a really neat one), and it's only once a week. If it's not entertaining, then I'm going to be stuck in a class that I hate for 2.5 hours every Wednesday night. And that's gonna suck.
***
And yes, you're reading my schedule right - I don't have class on Mondays or Fridays! I only have a night class on Wednesdays. But geez - so many English classes! I hope I'll be able to keep up with the readings and the papers. I'll have to really crack down and get things done! I'm sure I'll be able to do it, though!
Also, I have some very exciting news for y'all - my boyfriend's going to be graduating next May! He's only got a few more hours left in his major to fulfill, and then he's going to graduate! I'm so excited for him. He's been in college for far too long, and he was starting to give up. He has a goal in life to work towards now - he can see the light, and he's going to run towards it with all his might. And I'll be there for him every step of the way :)
So what's your schedule look like for next fall? Are you taking summer classes to get a leg up on your major? What's your major, anyways?
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
Day Two
Sorry this is late, y'all, but yesterday was a bit too crazy for me to sit down and write at my computer. I'm actually using my iPad to write this at the moment, because I'm out of my dorm and I don't have my computer with me.
Anyway, here's how yesterday went:
I got up early in order to go to the Room Change Day thing. You see, my room mate and I want to stay together next year, but we also want to change rooms to one on the corner. Unfortunately, the room we wanted was not available. Sad face. Anyways, I got dressed very nicely, in my business attire, and prepared to give my speech on Valerie Solanas.
The speech went...well, I suppose. I didn't hear anything negative back, and I was able to answer all the questions that were asked of me after the speech was over. I still think the woman is crazy (for proof, see my earlier post about her), but she could have had a good argument if the thing actually WAS satire, instead of being completely serious.
English was...okay. I don't particularly like the teacher (I don't think she has the slightest clue as to what she's doing, but she's also very young to be a professor. I'm just glad I shouldn't have to have her ever again. I'm trying to avoid ever having her again if at all possible. I think I'd probably actually jump out the window if I did.
Creative Writing was about poetry. I'm not a poet. I can't rhyme, I can't make flowery images, I can't make short lines. I can break up a piece of prose to LOOK like poetry, but I can't actually get it to be a poem. Do you understand that?
After school, I went and had supper (I get out at 4:45, and by that time I'm starving, so food is a must) and then headed over to Matt's to help him with his essay and watch "Watchmen." He's doing an essay on one of Rorschach's quotes, and since I've read the book and seen the movie (though not as many times as he has, obviously), he wanted my help. And I gave it to him gladly. The poor boy has no sense of grammar whatsoever, and as not only an English major, but as his girlfriend, I am obliged to help. I'm glad to help. I want him to succeed, and I will help in any way that I can.
All in all, it was a rather good day. Come back tomorrow to hear about the classes I'm taking next semester! I think they're going to be a blast! (Did I mention they're all going to be on Tuesdays and Thursdays?)
Anyway, here's how yesterday went:
I got up early in order to go to the Room Change Day thing. You see, my room mate and I want to stay together next year, but we also want to change rooms to one on the corner. Unfortunately, the room we wanted was not available. Sad face. Anyways, I got dressed very nicely, in my business attire, and prepared to give my speech on Valerie Solanas.
The speech went...well, I suppose. I didn't hear anything negative back, and I was able to answer all the questions that were asked of me after the speech was over. I still think the woman is crazy (for proof, see my earlier post about her), but she could have had a good argument if the thing actually WAS satire, instead of being completely serious.
English was...okay. I don't particularly like the teacher (I don't think she has the slightest clue as to what she's doing, but she's also very young to be a professor. I'm just glad I shouldn't have to have her ever again. I'm trying to avoid ever having her again if at all possible. I think I'd probably actually jump out the window if I did.
Creative Writing was about poetry. I'm not a poet. I can't rhyme, I can't make flowery images, I can't make short lines. I can break up a piece of prose to LOOK like poetry, but I can't actually get it to be a poem. Do you understand that?
After school, I went and had supper (I get out at 4:45, and by that time I'm starving, so food is a must) and then headed over to Matt's to help him with his essay and watch "Watchmen." He's doing an essay on one of Rorschach's quotes, and since I've read the book and seen the movie (though not as many times as he has, obviously), he wanted my help. And I gave it to him gladly. The poor boy has no sense of grammar whatsoever, and as not only an English major, but as his girlfriend, I am obliged to help. I'm glad to help. I want him to succeed, and I will help in any way that I can.
All in all, it was a rather good day. Come back tomorrow to hear about the classes I'm taking next semester! I think they're going to be a blast! (Did I mention they're all going to be on Tuesdays and Thursdays?)
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