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Sometimes when I get depressed and feel like I have no direction in life, I read Knut Hamsun's "Hunger" and realize that everything could be way worse.

I think i've gotten to the point where I'm ready for a book, now I just need a story to tell.

A breath of fresh air would be nice in this life.

Me: I know Middle English.

Morpheous: Show me.

Me: Go fuck yourself, Lawrence Fishburne.

Dear girl who sits three rows in front of me in my Chaucer class ( Read more... )

Hahah, I hope this is what you were looking for.

How long did it take me to get drunk tonight?

Way too fucking long, christ.

So I just found out that I have to take Math 131 again... and drop Poetry for it. God dammit. Poetry was going to be such a ridiculously easy A too, oh well, I guess I'll just have to suck it up. Anyways, had Chaucer again today, that class is awesome. I'm so glad I took it, and I mean that to the fullest extent my book dorkdom can illustrate. ( Read more... )

So today I had my Chaucer class for the first time today, something that i'm extremely excited about. The class is nothing but english majors, and i'm relatively certain that i'm the youngest person in there, so i'm a little nervous about it but i think it'll work out well. It was also really interesting to realize that not only is the class on ( Read more... )

For the first time in my life I am looking forward to a single fucking sober night.

Jesus Christ.