Friday, September 5, 2008
Homework... its rough.
I spent roughly 5 hours last night writing a ONE PAGE paper for my English 230 intro to "lit fiction and drama" class. Overkill? maybe. But did the professor clap when I read it aloud in class? Definitely. Did it make me feel like I was the bomb? for sure. Has it quenched my crippling fear of inadequacy in the literary discussion and critique department? Mostly. I mean, I haven't taken an English class since my senior year of high school, and I'm on the brink of being a college Junior. This puny analysis of a poem was hard work, and it stressed me out, and I took a huge chance by volunteering to read it out loud, but I wanted to know for sure that what I'm doing is what the teacher expects of me. I'm finally taking school seriously. I'm that annoyingly thorough kid in class. How embarrassing.