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English Class Adventures
Lets see I actually haven't updated since about noon on Tuesday. Presumably a lot has happened since that time.. I however, can't for the life of me remember what I did Tuesday afternoon/evening.
Actually I think I spent pretty much the entire time writing The Legend of Boot. Didn't sleep Tuesday night. Went to English on Wednesday, and then slept afternoon. Ate in the Dining Commons with Kristy, watched The Count of Monte Cristo with her, and now I'm here, drinking rum and rootbeer.. all alone hellsyea.
During English today most people read a 2-3 page story they'd written and we discussed each one for about five minutes, to learn how to "workshop" stories I guess. Of course, most of them were utter crap... but they certainly gave an interesting insight into the boorish depraved minds of these people.
Of particular distinction in utter terribleness, one girl wrote a little story that was the fairie tale of Repunzal (she's the one in the tower that lets down her hair to let people up and suchforth ja?) told by Repunzal's father. She however through in excessive sexual details that really didn't work. The author was obviously a prude, and the whole thing was like a child who doesn't know how to use a gun or really what it even is flailing it around trying to feel mature thereby; it didn't fit in with the rest of the story, the author obviously had no idea what she was talking about.. it was just.. sickening. I wanted to retch on the spot. I think that was the only story that the whole class couldn't help but be somewhat negative about.
I used my Interrogation story for the purpose. Right now I'm leading for an obscure title for the piece along the lines of "Nine Grams," which is the weight of bullets used in executing soviet prisoners, and slang for the actual execution ("he got nine grams"). Possibly if I could throw the word concrete in there for added confusion, something like "Nine Grams of Concrete," but not that, it'll entirely confuse people and it will be beautiful.
I was asked to moderate another IRSA forum, Wednesday next week. This will be my third. I am a professional moderator, weee.
Freezer. You feel nothing and wish to feel nothing
so you find peace in the way you think,
however, your emotions are more nuetral than
balanced. Coldness and tolerance can be the
ways of a passive heart.
How Emotional Are You?
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Kristy was SO wearing her hair in cinnamon buns like Princess Leia tonight.. it rocked my socks.
Actually I think I spent pretty much the entire time writing The Legend of Boot. Didn't sleep Tuesday night. Went to English on Wednesday, and then slept afternoon. Ate in the Dining Commons with Kristy, watched The Count of Monte Cristo with her, and now I'm here, drinking rum and rootbeer.. all alone hellsyea.
During English today most people read a 2-3 page story they'd written and we discussed each one for about five minutes, to learn how to "workshop" stories I guess. Of course, most of them were utter crap... but they certainly gave an interesting insight into the boorish depraved minds of these people.
Of particular distinction in utter terribleness, one girl wrote a little story that was the fairie tale of Repunzal (she's the one in the tower that lets down her hair to let people up and suchforth ja?) told by Repunzal's father. She however through in excessive sexual details that really didn't work. The author was obviously a prude, and the whole thing was like a child who doesn't know how to use a gun or really what it even is flailing it around trying to feel mature thereby; it didn't fit in with the rest of the story, the author obviously had no idea what she was talking about.. it was just.. sickening. I wanted to retch on the spot. I think that was the only story that the whole class couldn't help but be somewhat negative about.
I used my Interrogation story for the purpose. Right now I'm leading for an obscure title for the piece along the lines of "Nine Grams," which is the weight of bullets used in executing soviet prisoners, and slang for the actual execution ("he got nine grams"). Possibly if I could throw the word concrete in there for added confusion, something like "Nine Grams of Concrete," but not that, it'll entirely confuse people and it will be beautiful.
I was asked to moderate another IRSA forum, Wednesday next week. This will be my third. I am a professional moderator, weee.
Freezer. You feel nothing and wish to feel nothing
so you find peace in the way you think,
however, your emotions are more nuetral than
balanced. Coldness and tolerance can be the
ways of a passive heart.
How Emotional Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
Kristy was SO wearing her hair in cinnamon buns like Princess Leia tonight.. it rocked my socks.
Quiz of Angst
When does your English class get to experience The Legend of Boot? I figure I'll know the class is reading it when I hear the sound of ~20 heads exploding simultaneously.
And for the record, I'm in The List, not Unless. We don't joke about things like that.
Re: Quiz of Angst
On the 21st of May I believe my class will be subjected to it.. I believe thats the last round of "workshopping," which is what I wanted so that I could afflict them once they'd become firmly expectant of the same kind of mediocre writing everyone else had written.