Earlier today, after taking a walk with my supervisor where we chatted about some various things, when I got back into my office I discovered I had the tiniest of spiders crawling on my jacket. Lucky me!
Later I found out I got a 91 on my Contemporary Literature exam (still waiting on the actual midterm grades). Although a low A-grade is more disappointing than a higher A, I'm still excited by this outcome because 1) I wasn't crazy about my responses, mainly because I didn't really enjoy some of the reading 2) Some of the other students have had this professor before or have taken college-level lit courses and I would have been expecting them to be more prepared than me. But, lo and behold, one of talkiest, most obnoxious and opinionated people in the class got an 86. And she said that she has to consider that a triumph. HA! This fool went on and on during our class discussion today, she's so "passionate" about this subject. As if she has any idea how having a complete lack of real self-identity feels. Or what it's like to watch people caught up in the self-perpetuating cycles of addiction and poverty. But, oh the empathy of this girl over the injustice of the white man oppressing the gentle, earthy Native Americans, it just about moves her to tears...
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to these people I say "come with me". then I carry them to a darkened corner of the universe and wink them out appropriately.
tiny spiders are good luck!!
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