Thursday, January 15, 2004

i am tremendously afraid of trying new things- studies at least. I'm terrified that I will fall in love and in turn have to throw away my previous work at university.
I'm thinking of taking a film class this coming semester- but I'm afraid that if I take it and enjoy it that I will want to change my major to art (film studies) and become a cinematographer. which wouldn't be horrible...

but it wouldn't be picking the music for films or designing the soundtrack - which I still believe has got to be the best job in the world.

and I've been in school long enough to know that the juxtaposition of classes usually causes a very unique and very specific atmosphere from which I pull both academic and "life" knowledge.

thus far I've chosen these classes....but need a fourth

Contemporary British Fiction - which will include Anthony Burgess' A Clockwork Orange (with the original ending included - as it was cut from the american version), Salmon Rushdie's Midnights Children and others- which I'm excited to explore.

Modern English Novel (I know you're asking yourself what is the difference) - which includes Conrad's heart of darkness, Woolf's Orlando and Joyce's Portrait of an artist as a young man. I use to abhor the first selection but since I have learned more about Joseph Conrad's relationship with richard casement [ask me about casement later] I've become fascinated by him. Woolf is always brilliant and Joyce I'm already half obsessed with. My only qualm with reading Portrait is that I fully believe that Joyce should be read chronologically ie: Dubliners, then portrait, then finegan's wake and finishing with Ulysses. Half of you don't know what I'm talking about. ha

and last but not least...

Borders and Boundaries : a study of geography and globalization (which the english spell globalisation) both the impact of nationalism and the effects and consequences of an increasingly globalised [i know...but when in rome..] world. I'm extremely excited about this class. I need to talk to people.

and I need spelling lessons. I've resolved to buy a dictionary because I find more often than not that I have no idea how to spell words....I always thought that spelling was my brothers pitfall- not mine. Sorry matty.

heather [with her chipmunk laughs] and I are growing impatiant of the arrival of our new roomates, which much to our dismay, we discovered were all female. Girls are wonderful and i have nothing against living with them- however both of us have found that we fair better when living with boys...or at least some boys...and our neighboring flat has taught us many lessons this year about how sometimes living with a house full of girls can be intolerable- for all parties involved.

I feel terribly misogynistic [dictionary time] saying that. I shall have to think about it longer.

oh and love in the time of cholera- is...is....so many things, and of all genre's of literature I think I enjoy latin american literature the most.

and I'm doing a half-assed job of developing my thesis (which I'm not confident enough to share with all of you- yet) which I will have to present within the school year of 2004-2005. but everywhere I go i find that there is so much more to know before I make some assumption, so much more to learn, to see and I shall never be sated.

this is the end for all you folks without reading stamina. ha I hope this finds you all well. next time I will talk about my final project for my explorations in literature class. it's going to be brilliant. until then.

shavawn

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