September 29th, 2009 at 12:54 pm
Moses suposes his toeses are roses
Oh dear, it seems that I’m already behind in a few of my classes due to lengthy reading assignments. I forgot how easily they creep up during the first week like when you finally notice a spider crawling up your arm after ignoring the telltale tickling sensation. Except instead of a spider, it’s a big freaking pile of dry analyses and instead of a ticking sensation, it’s a syllabus you shoved at the bottom of your backpack.
Once again, I am suffering a sporadic sleeping schedule. I could be like every other college student and claim insomnia, but I know that’s not hip anymore. Find me an insomniac who exercises proper time management or doesn’t live with a bunch of noisy teenagers, and then we’ll talk about how you’re a big fat liar.
Today I attended my first film class discussion section. We sat around a table and introduced ourselves by stating our favorite movies. I don’t have one, of course, and said that the last thing I rented from Netflix was Dark City. The person sitting next to me said that his favorite movie was Bruce Almighty, so I figured anything that came out of my superior mouth would sound better by comparison. These self-congratulatory sentiments distracted the Smart Part of my brain and I tripped over my words and explained that I liked Dark City because it was “strange and stuff”. Oops. Anyway, the rest of the class was devoted to analyzing the crap out of Singin’ in the Rain because we all know that audiences appreciate its complicated symbolism, provocative love story, and color parallels rather than its happy dance numbers. Buhhhhhh.
You should have a snarky bit in a magazine, it’d be the first magazine I’ll have a subscription to!
You’re sweet :)