In my presumptuous way of thinking, I am fairly certain that I will be able to dominate this literature class. It seems that the "critical thinking" includes all sorts of different types of analysis, approaching the poem or story or whatever from many angles (psychological, sociological, biographical, historical, etc). Which is something that I do anyway, though it's contained within my thoughts- never written down. If I find that I enjoy this class beyond any other (like I have with psychology) I'm afraid that my major will change once again (though not with the college, I am still undeclared as far as they're concerned).
MG is ridiculous. I don't even find it necessary to talk about that fucking place when I'm not there. The only reason I find myself thinking of it is because I'm reminded of talking with Ryan today and it's not even that we talked about anything profound but I found myself comforted in the chaos. Much like he used to do when he was there. It was nice.
The chaos I refer to was created by the termination of Diana who has been there through all of the April debacle and since my days in Agent Services. It's fucking HORRIBLE when something like this happens. First of all she was a friend to many but just the simple fact of putting yourself in her shoes... she was working two jobs and selling make-up on the side. She has kids and stuff. This is HORRIBLE. I feel just fucking terrible. ;_; Now that I'm away and I don't have to pretend to be unaffected I find myself overwhelmed by sadness, disbelief, anger, and more fucking sadness.
But thinking about it does nothing for her. It changes nothing. So we shall move on.
Amy Winehouse is the man. With the exception of all of the alcohol and drugs (does she do drugs? I don't even know...). BUT more importantly than being the man she is a badass. Including all of the alcohol and drugs (if she doesn't do them she should because that would complete her even more. j/k... kind of...) .
My stereo receiver will be fixed soon. Tim is going to take it to work with him and have one of the dudes there do some shit to it which should hopefully correct whatever problem this thing is having.
Waiting for Clarice...
I guess I'm about done here. One final thought I find myself having: it is really weird how you can convince yourself you like something, like McDonalds for example. But if you go without it for a while you realize how fucking terrible it is for you... maybe good for someone else... but not for you at all... with all of its falsities and capitalistic ways of thinking, very "selfish" and shit.
I expect Clarice any moment now. Better go.
