So I just spent the last fifteen minutes trying to figure out how to post here. I know, I know, obviously I've done this before as there are already multiple posts, so how hard can it be to remember? and to that I say: "HEY! It's not like there's an icon on the page that says "New Post" or anything...who designed this site? It's not exactly user-friendly!" *whew* Anyway...
So I just finished my book...I hate it when that happens...unless the book sucks of course and you're looking forward to the day you can put it down and never look at it again. This was not the case today. In my opinion there is nothing worse then finishing a really good book...that's in a series. I think that these sort of books should go on and on so that the excitement of living vicariously through fictional characters can never end. I hate going back to real life, it's never half as fun as what happens in books. Plus, to top it all off, the next book doesn't come out for months! MONTHS!! What am I supposed to do in the mean time? Read a different book? I don't want to! I want this book! NOW! Of course I felt the same way last week when I finished a completely different book, so I suppose I'll get over it. *sigh* It's sad when so much of your happiness revolves around escaping reality. Now I have to go to my stupid Anthropology class...I don't like school. I don't want to be an Anthropologist and I don't like talking about all of the intricacies involved in being one when I never plan to be...I'd rather be at home with a good book then getting a college education anyday. ;) Well...most days that is. Okay maybe I do like school, but just not these classes...I have to interview three more people, moderate a focus group and read the equivalent of a latin bible (large, boring and full of needlessly big words) during the next few weeks....oh and write a gazillion papers also using big words and trying to sound intelligent about a subject I care nothing for so my teachers will give me A's. Why don't I drop out if I hate it so much? Because it's pretty much free and after this semester I only have three papers and one class left and I'm done....so I've decided to push on so that I at least won't regret not getting a Master's degree when I had the chance...even if I'll never use it.
Tuesday, March 29, 2005
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You know, I never hear you talk this much or this articulatly at one time. I mean, not like you're a tard in person or anything, but you really are an amazing writer. Maybe I just talk so much that I never get to hear the satirical journalist side of you in person.
oh yeah, and I completely agree that the sight is badly designed. It took me at least three tries to figure the whole thing out. And I hate when I finish a good book too. We're so much alike!
*lol* Yeah, I write like an intelligent, thoughtful person and talk like a two year old. I completely acknowledge this weakness, which is why I get A's on my papers in school and have a hard time participating in class. :)
Hmm...maybe you should get your masters and then get a job where you get to read books all day. Literature Critic or something. Come on, anthropology seems like a pretty broad field...I think you could make it work. And after you get some clout, you can get Robert Jordan to write some more Wheel of Time books. Seriously, I started the series in high school. And that was a woefully long time ago. sigh.
You think that's bad? I can remember reading like the fourth or fifth book at Eden's 12th birthday party. Now that was a long time ago.
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