I Hate Hormones!
I locked myself in my house all weekend, except for when I had to play, and worked on a presentation for class today and an MLA documented Annotated Argumentative essay. For those of you who don't know what that is, don't worry about it, but for those of you who have done these papers before, you know what a pain in the arse they can be. I hate arguing. It stresses me out. It is a waste of energy, then again, so is complaining about it. Plus, I am not going to save the world in ten pages, so what is the point? Oh yeah, to pass the class, I forgot. There are worse things, though. my hormones tend to make me lose perspective. My classmates already think I am a 'loose cannon.' They are probably right. It will be great fun when I start going into my atomic bomb and Holocaust discussion. I hope I don't start bawling--hormones, you know. I have to teach Shirley Jackson's short story, "The Lottery". It is great reading. A lot of folks had to read it in high school.
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