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Guildenstern: Our names shouted in a certain dawn...a message...a summons...There must have been a moment where we could have said no. But somehow we missed it. Rosen-? Guil-? Well, we'll know better next time. Now you see me, now you- -Tom Stoppard, R&G Are Dead
A day is gonna come, don't know when, but it will come :: Thursday, July 22, 2004 ::
So, I've finished One Hundred Years Of Solitude. And it was awesome, let me tell you. Awesome. And confusing. Come on, there's a plethora of Spanish names out there, did we really need to recycle each name over and over? Okay, yes, I do get WHY they were recycled (History repeating itself, blah blah blah) but still. Marquez is like the Poor Man's Faulkner. Or just the Spanish Faulkner, really, although he's nowhere near as confusing.
And it got me thinking...I miss Whiteside and English AP. BADLY. I wish he had been able to do that crash course on the bible this year because I need my dose of Whiteside. I even miss MWDSing my everloving brain out! That is sad. That is very, very sad. Or, I guess a better, less sad way of putting it is that I miss the analyzation of the books and the themes and stuff like that.
If I could, my schedule would be nothing but English AP all the time. Maybe one other class, but otherwise, no.
Current Mood: Done
Current Music: The Yeah Yeah Yeah's - Maps
:: Nick Thursday, July 22, 2004 [+] ::
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