I know, I know; a week of nothing and then two posts in one day. I obviously have an exam tomorrow.
I'm sitting here pretending to read my notes on the stories for my American Lit class, and all I want to do is read something FOR PLEASURE. I'm staying with my friend Beth right now, and her stack of Orwell and Dostoevsky is beckoning to me.
Thats right, I would read Dostoevsky right now if it meant I could curl up with a blanket and a cup of tea and drift off into another world. A world full of prostitutes, criminals, and spitefull old men maybe, but a different world nonetheless.
Instead of giving even treatment to all the stories in my coursepack, I am compulsively going back and rereading the last paragraph of Rick Moody's "Demonology", the titular story from the next collection I am going to blow my non-existant cash on. I can pretty much quote it by now, but I'm not going to, because once I get a copy of that book, I am going to forcibly lend it to everyone who reads this pathetic excuse for a blog anyway.
You might think I'm joking, but if there's anything I've learned from this Lit class, its that irony and humour died on 9/11.
This exam is going to murder me slowly.
Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Why I will never take summer classes again
...or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love Cultural-Studies Kids.
"Hi, I'm Katie, and my favourite book is George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Nine."
Guy: "Its like, he knows that we know that he knows that we know."
Prof: "Hmm, that's a good point. Let's come back to that."
Me: "Did you see the scene when he just slapped her across the face? It was so ridiculous! French movies are hilarious."
Cultural Studies Guy: "If you're laughing at that scene, you're laughing at all of the victims of Hiroshima."
Cultural Studies Girl: "I don't do books. Are we watching a movie soon?"
I realize that most of these quotes, devoid of context, make me look like a huge lit snob. Which I kind of am even IN context, so whatever. I still stand by my assertion that you should not be able to get an English degree without ever taking a lit class.
"Hi, I'm Katie, and my favourite book is George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Nine."
Guy: "Its like, he knows that we know that he knows that we know."
Prof: "Hmm, that's a good point. Let's come back to that."
Me: "Did you see the scene when he just slapped her across the face? It was so ridiculous! French movies are hilarious."
Cultural Studies Guy: "If you're laughing at that scene, you're laughing at all of the victims of Hiroshima."
Cultural Studies Girl: "I don't do books. Are we watching a movie soon?"
I realize that most of these quotes, devoid of context, make me look like a huge lit snob. Which I kind of am even IN context, so whatever. I still stand by my assertion that you should not be able to get an English degree without ever taking a lit class.
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