I was jumping around reading "Rime of the Ancient Mariner" and "Christabel" to Mark the other day, I mean these poems got me going on a big, dorky, analytical bent. And thanks to Camille Paglia, my ideas were not inane. But today in class, even though I wrote a crazy good little "Christabel" response, was it mentioned? No. Did I want to talk about ( Read more... )

I got screwed by the GRE. Goodbye dreams of graduate school ( Read more... )

Tomorrow I take the GRE and I am super unprepared. I know that I'm going to do pretty dismally, especially on math. Whenever I take out the practice materials, I go through about 5 and then realize I have no idea what's going on and that I am a moron. So tomorrow is the day I will offically kiss my grad school opportunities goodbye...once they see ( Read more... )

I come home to find out that my dog died that morning. My mom has been incapacitated with grief and guilt for the past three days. I don't feel like talking about it. He was an old dog, and I'm very sad, but I have lots of work to do. I can't lay in bed crying about it. I mean, I got him as a puppy. He's been a part of the household. It's really ( Read more... )

Haven't slept in two days, and now I've got a cold. Super. I only want to read about obscure topics. Because I can't write poetry anymore. I'm like Coleridge but stupid. Last time I wrote tons and tons of (what I know think are terrible) poems was when time stopped and I scrawled red ink up and down my arms really going crazy, burning my arms and ( Read more... )

I'm always making lists and schedules...supposedly anal retentive. But anyways, my applications for grad school are almost ready to be sent out - I just have to take the GRE (March 18th) and then I'm all set. So it's safe to say that I won't have a spring break this year...my whole week will be spent studying for the GRE and apartment hunting in ( Read more... )

I'm sick of being the only one all the time who thinks like I do. Who do I go back and share history with? I have no fucking idea. All I know is we were discussing Wordsworth today in British Romanticism (I just KNOW that no one likes me and that I will never impress Barbara Black because I am a stupid pessimist who chokes on her words) - well we ( Read more... )

Watching the Oscar recaps tonight and trying to get rid of this lousy hangover. Whatever, I hadn't gone out hard core in forever, so me and the girls did the bar crawl until I was loopy and then I went back to Mark's where he and the swim team were celebrating their last meet of the year. It was a fun night, played poker and goofed off...it was ( Read more... )

This class is bothering me so much. Forget the fact that I wrote a sub-par paper thus far...I really have such a feeling of hostility when it comes to this man. I can't stand academic arrogance, and he's soooo fucking arrogant. Not to mention that he talks to the class like we're children, like we can't possibly comprehend the complexity of ( Read more... )

This is an old article by Camille Paglia, but really worth looking at.

That feminism is not yet out of the woods, despite the triumph in the 1990s of the pro-sex wing to which I belong, is shown by the garish visibility of Eve Ensler and her "Vagina Monologues," which have apparently spawned copycat cells on many campuses. (The students and ( Read more... )