- I am writing about my own poetics for our final paper, procrastinating as usual. And yeah, just like what Aristotle did. My gahd, I haven’t even know much about Literature yet, how can I come up with my own standards and aesthetics? Good thing, we can have our refer to the nobel laureates -_- but still, that’s too difficult. I barely can understand some. Hohoho. Jelenek’s (Author of “The Piano Teacher”) Nobel Speech is giving me a headache -_- and so as that Kawabata. I was like, “what the hell are they talking about?”
- But look at the bright side, it is my final paper for this semester! Yey! Okay, maybe this would be another sleepless night, but I can do this! Hahaha. Good luck!
- And anyway, we would be having another free lunch tomorrow after we passed this poetics. Yes, because my prof is so kind like that. So far, he treated us twice, and tomorrow would be the third time. Lulz. Though sadly, it is the last semester that he would teach us. For sure, everyone would miss him. He is too genius, kind and comic.
- Why comprehensive exams’ result is not yet posted? Jittery as ever.
- Why PHILOPE grades are not yet on MyLaSalle? Heart attack.
I hope I won’t slept at my work this time. I need to pass it tomorrow :D
/endless rants forever.
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