Ha, ok, let me try that again.
I wish I could change my major!
In school, I am in the department of tudes franaises. Bahhhh. My minor is German language and culture. It should really be the other way around. I could switch to a major in French lit, which I actually think would be fun, because there are some great classes on theater and writing from QC, etc. The French Lit and French Language majors are the same up until the last 21 credits, which I'll be in in JANUARY (YES YES YES YES YES).
I should have gone to school for metalwork because that's what I love. Or for chemistry or something, because I would love to make perfumes.
But instead, I shall be well-read in many languages. In school, I've studied French and German extensively (including literature, theater, history, culture, etc), Italian, Spanish, and Greek. I've also studied the Reformation, Heresy, and Mysticism frequently, lots of literature, theater production and history (done a lot of theater courses or non theater courses that somehow centered on theater), studio arts, sexual representation in cinema and lit, and lots of linguistics and sociology, and I once took a class in biomedical ethics which depressed me endlessly.
I've also taken the basic gen ed curriculum in nutrition, macro and micro economics, english, creative writing, US and Canadian history, and tons of random electives.
I have SO MANY credits. My school requires 120 credits to graduate. I already have more than that, but my school won't take about 40 of my credits (that were invariably A or A+ grades... :mad
Are you in school or have you gone to university?
What did you study?
Do you get overwhelmed by bureaucratic nonsense?
Did you ever start going "holy shit, what is the point of this?
Some days, I feel brilliantly enlightened at the end of a class, and other days, I feel like I am wasting my life.
I was looking through some old classnotes while brainstorming something, and found a little commentary I wrote. I remember the class, too. Ha. I'm ever so discontent.
This room is full of lifeless artistes,
plugging themselves in
and licking the authoritarian feet
at which they grovel.
They're all drawing and writing
the same shit
while the fat man offers his
rehearsed insight.
Their minds,
those beautiful, malleable minds,
have been wrapped
in ether-soaked blankets.
One day, if an idea sparks,
the swaddling cloths
will ignite to burn away
this intellectual
complacency.
Until then,
this room is flying as high as a kite
on a cluster of
egos
__
What can I say, I'm grumpy.
I'm trying to condense a presentation about the DDR but it's really hard! I've got too much I want to say.
I don't think this is a topic that can really be stripped down, as I've got to give some insight about modes of existence, and different perceptions of the government and of daily life- I don't think it is right to give a watered down presentation, and I want to stay objective. I didn't live through it, and it makes me feel weird to talk about it. You can't just show pictures of typical East German apartments and products and talk about the Stasi and call it a true representation. I think it is really necessary to be sensitive about these topics. I find it strangely disturbing when I hear a sweeping and not-so-accurate statement made about *my* country or people with whom I share a cultural background, and I want to avoid doing this to others.
I've found some incredible photographs and read a LOT of interviews and articles about life during this time-- I've also spoken quite a bit to different German friends and acquaintances for their opinions. I think this is the only way to fairly present on a topic like this without first hand experience. I needed to be able to understand the differing opinions, the people who preferred life before reunification, the people who would have risked everything to be in the west, the people that were just complacent...
Everyone has a story, and these stories are oh-so-very fascinating.
OH!
Completely completely completely not at all the same topic... (or is it a reflection of my western consumerist materialism?)
iPhone tomorrow.
Seriously not at all on topic--
I want sex, always at the most inopportune times... Like this minute, when I'm alone, writing a stupid blog, and doing heaps of homework.
I wish I could change my major!
In school, I am in the department of tudes franaises. Bahhhh. My minor is German language and culture. It should really be the other way around. I could switch to a major in French lit, which I actually think would be fun, because there are some great classes on theater and writing from QC, etc. The French Lit and French Language majors are the same up until the last 21 credits, which I'll be in in JANUARY (YES YES YES YES YES).
I should have gone to school for metalwork because that's what I love. Or for chemistry or something, because I would love to make perfumes.
But instead, I shall be well-read in many languages. In school, I've studied French and German extensively (including literature, theater, history, culture, etc), Italian, Spanish, and Greek. I've also studied the Reformation, Heresy, and Mysticism frequently, lots of literature, theater production and history (done a lot of theater courses or non theater courses that somehow centered on theater), studio arts, sexual representation in cinema and lit, and lots of linguistics and sociology, and I once took a class in biomedical ethics which depressed me endlessly.
I've also taken the basic gen ed curriculum in nutrition, macro and micro economics, english, creative writing, US and Canadian history, and tons of random electives.
I have SO MANY credits. My school requires 120 credits to graduate. I already have more than that, but my school won't take about 40 of my credits (that were invariably A or A+ grades... :mad
Are you in school or have you gone to university?
What did you study?
Do you get overwhelmed by bureaucratic nonsense?
Did you ever start going "holy shit, what is the point of this?
Some days, I feel brilliantly enlightened at the end of a class, and other days, I feel like I am wasting my life.
I was looking through some old classnotes while brainstorming something, and found a little commentary I wrote. I remember the class, too. Ha. I'm ever so discontent.
This room is full of lifeless artistes,
plugging themselves in
and licking the authoritarian feet
at which they grovel.
They're all drawing and writing
the same shit
while the fat man offers his
rehearsed insight.
Their minds,
those beautiful, malleable minds,
have been wrapped
in ether-soaked blankets.
One day, if an idea sparks,
the swaddling cloths
will ignite to burn away
this intellectual
complacency.
Until then,
this room is flying as high as a kite
on a cluster of
egos
__
What can I say, I'm grumpy.
I'm trying to condense a presentation about the DDR but it's really hard! I've got too much I want to say.
I don't think this is a topic that can really be stripped down, as I've got to give some insight about modes of existence, and different perceptions of the government and of daily life- I don't think it is right to give a watered down presentation, and I want to stay objective. I didn't live through it, and it makes me feel weird to talk about it. You can't just show pictures of typical East German apartments and products and talk about the Stasi and call it a true representation. I think it is really necessary to be sensitive about these topics. I find it strangely disturbing when I hear a sweeping and not-so-accurate statement made about *my* country or people with whom I share a cultural background, and I want to avoid doing this to others.
I've found some incredible photographs and read a LOT of interviews and articles about life during this time-- I've also spoken quite a bit to different German friends and acquaintances for their opinions. I think this is the only way to fairly present on a topic like this without first hand experience. I needed to be able to understand the differing opinions, the people who preferred life before reunification, the people who would have risked everything to be in the west, the people that were just complacent...
Everyone has a story, and these stories are oh-so-very fascinating.
OH!
Completely completely completely not at all the same topic... (or is it a reflection of my western consumerist materialism?)
iPhone tomorrow.
Seriously not at all on topic--
I want sex, always at the most inopportune times... Like this minute, when I'm alone, writing a stupid blog, and doing heaps of homework.
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Metal worker? I love you more now, as a marine engineer, this appeals to me.
And yes, sex is good...almost always.