This morning after my first class it felt like everything in my life, at least school wise, was about ready to crash and burn. I'll go into more detail later but after my class I sat for 30 minutes convincing myself that I was not going to cry.
Part of me wished for someone to talk to, just to be able to rant... whatever. But the other part I just wanted to be left alone. I hate crying in front of others, hate burdening people with my own (seemingly unimportant) concerns. If someone had sat down with me and asked how I was I know that would have been the outcome.
Thank you to Luke who told me I looked pretty today. He started to turn my day around.
Spanish was great, it always is. Senora just has that spark about her that makes everything interesting and fun.
And then there's American Lit. Normally I don't look forward to this class. According to my prof if I want to be a truly successful writer I have to become one of the following; gay, an alcoholic, crazy or a combination of the three (I'll be uber popular then).
But today we were talking about Langston Hughes... probably the only poet I enjoy more than Emily Dickinson. My prof has a habit of making me hate the people we talk about... today really wasn't all that different but I don't think that even he can stop my love for Langston Hughes.
I'm just curious but did anyone else know that Led Zepllian (sp) is considered Blues, at least in my prof's book. Cause... I didn't.
Also, Elvis was a major Blues singer. Hmm... "King of Rock N' Roll" anyone?
My prof also gave our papers back. I chose to do my first paper on Mark Twain, whom I enjoy. I got an A! Yes, this is the light at the end of my tunnel for today. My prof did make a mistake by correcting a quote although it's not how you would originally think.
"There are several kinds of stories, but only one difficult kind - the humorous. I will talk mainly about that one. The humorous story is American, the comic story is English, the witty story is French. The humorous story depends for its effect upon the manner of the telling; the comic story and the witty story upon the matter." -Mark Twain
At the point of "I will talk mainly about that one" my prof did the following... (I will talk main about that one) - Avoid... just go into your analysis. My prof corrected Mark Twain! I don't think he realized that he was still in the quote... -_-;; This quote was from Twain's piece entitled "How to Tell a Story" and yet my prof told me that I should have used a quote from one of his work's...
Oh well I got an A and it made my day.
I will now work on my Comp Imaging piece inspired by Langston Hughes' poem "I, Too, Sing America".
Part of me wished for someone to talk to, just to be able to rant... whatever. But the other part I just wanted to be left alone. I hate crying in front of others, hate burdening people with my own (seemingly unimportant) concerns. If someone had sat down with me and asked how I was I know that would have been the outcome.
Thank you to Luke who told me I looked pretty today. He started to turn my day around.
Spanish was great, it always is. Senora just has that spark about her that makes everything interesting and fun.
And then there's American Lit. Normally I don't look forward to this class. According to my prof if I want to be a truly successful writer I have to become one of the following; gay, an alcoholic, crazy or a combination of the three (I'll be uber popular then).
But today we were talking about Langston Hughes... probably the only poet I enjoy more than Emily Dickinson. My prof has a habit of making me hate the people we talk about... today really wasn't all that different but I don't think that even he can stop my love for Langston Hughes.
I'm just curious but did anyone else know that Led Zepllian (sp) is considered Blues, at least in my prof's book. Cause... I didn't.
Also, Elvis was a major Blues singer. Hmm... "King of Rock N' Roll" anyone?
My prof also gave our papers back. I chose to do my first paper on Mark Twain, whom I enjoy. I got an A! Yes, this is the light at the end of my tunnel for today. My prof did make a mistake by correcting a quote although it's not how you would originally think.
"There are several kinds of stories, but only one difficult kind - the humorous. I will talk mainly about that one. The humorous story is American, the comic story is English, the witty story is French. The humorous story depends for its effect upon the manner of the telling; the comic story and the witty story upon the matter." -Mark Twain
At the point of "I will talk mainly about that one" my prof did the following... (I will talk main about that one) - Avoid... just go into your analysis. My prof corrected Mark Twain! I don't think he realized that he was still in the quote... -_-;; This quote was from Twain's piece entitled "How to Tell a Story" and yet my prof told me that I should have used a quote from one of his work's...
Oh well I got an A and it made my day.
I will now work on my Comp Imaging piece inspired by Langston Hughes' poem "I, Too, Sing America".