Ahhh, Spoilers!!!

The other day I was zoning out in my Literary Analysis class, idling doodling on my notes like I usually do.  There were fifteen minutes left in class and I was counting down.  It was the last day we were talking about Sent For You Yesterday, which is a very confusing and boring book.  The author neglected to use quotation marks throughout the entire novel.  I may be new to my English Minor, but I could’ve sworn quotation marks were a standard convention in the English language.

Anyway, the teacher had connected that book with one we will be reading in a few weeks, Anna Karenina.  I have actually been looking forward to reading that one since I’ve heard it’s good.  I looked up and started paying attention.  Then, he told us exactly what’s going to happen in Anna Karenina!  He spoiled the whole thing!  I was just staring at him, trying to comprehend what he had just done.  I immediately grabbed my iPod and hid it under my desk while I texted my friend who was sitting next to me (gotta love the new way of passing notes).  I could not believe he’d actually done that.

I hate spoilers.  I am completely anti-spoiler.  I flat out refuse to spoil any book to anyone, no matter how much they want me to.  I am so incredibly mad that my teacher spoiled Anna Karenina.  Seriously, what kind of teacher does that?

A Great Day for Twitter!

Today was an epic day in the world of Tweeting.  J.K. Rowling now has a Twitter.  It’s real, too, not a joke.  The Leaky Cauldron confirmed it.  I am proud to say that I was one of her first 1,000 followers!  As of right now, 6pm on September 25th, she has over 15,000.

I’m Such A Yank

Last night I was video chatting with a few of my friends from LeakyCon.  I was telling everyone that Chik-Fil-A had this deal a while ago where if you wore your favorite sports team’s jersey, you’d get a free chicken sandwich or something like that.  I read about it on MyLifeIsAverage.  I wished there was a Chik-Fil-A near me so that I could wear a Chudley Cannons (Quidditch team) jersey and get a free sandwich for it.  Hence why I had to tell my Harry Potter friends about it.

As I was telling the story, one of my friends started cracking up.  Apparently I have been pronouncing Chik-Fil-A wrong ever since I first heard about it.  I had been prouncing it Chick Fill Uh.  She told me it’s pronounced Chick Filet.  Then she told me I’m the most Northern person and I’m such a Yank.  She used to live sort of close to me, but she recently moved to North Carolina and she lived down South when she was younger as well.

I’m glad she told me.  Now if I ever go to a Chik-Fil-A, I won’t pronounce it wrong.

They’re Mocking Us

The other day I walked through my college’s main quad and looked at the light up sign thing that the college government uses to advertise their school sponsored programs.  It had been blank for days.  That day it said ‘Have a good summer!’  I wonder who decided to put that up.  Everyone was able to see it as we were trudging our way to class, summer well behind us.

“I Love Living in a College Town”

Yesterday three of my friends and I were walking to the movie theater for the midnight movie from one of my friend’s apartment.  It’s a really short walk.  We were about halfway there when we crossed paths with an old drunk guy who exclaimed.

“I love living in a college town!  There’s all these beautiful young women walking around.  But I’m too old.”

Once he passed us we burst out laughing.

The Classes

Class has been in session for over a week now, so I have sat through enough lectures to give you a sufficient opinion on my edumacation for the semester.  This semester is odd because only three of my classes have meeting times.  Besides them, I am working in a research lab and working on my senior thesis.

Class number one is Literary Analysis and is currently top pick for the semester’s most boring class.  It is a required class for every English major and minor, hence the reason I am taking it.  Right now, the only good thing about it is that my roommate is taking it with me and we get to rant about it after we leave the room.

This class involves reading five novels.  The first one, which we are currently reading is called A Personal Matter by Kenzaburo Oe.  I will not recommend anyone read this book.  It is awful.  How it won a Nobel Prize I’ll never know.  I’m quite happy that we only have one more day of discussing it.

The professor is kind of strange.  He cannot stand still for more than a minute and spends class pacing in front of the chalkboard.  On the first day he freely admitted that he was the toughest grader in the English department and that he has favorites.  His favorites are those who speak in class.  I don’t really speak in class much.  Yeah, I’m kind of screwed.

Second class is Fiction Workshop and is currently holding the place of my favorite class.  A few of my friends from Creative Writing are in it, which adds to its awesomeness.  We each have to write two short stories and read a bunch of short stories from an anthology.  All of our stories get critiqued in front of class.  I’m already working on my first short story and I plan on putting it online once I’m finished.  The professor is very nice and seems quite normal.  Definitely an enjoyable class so far.

Third class is Animal Behavior.  This class is good so far, although we’re still learning about the history of Animal Behavior.  Then comes the research methods section, which is guaranteed to be boring.  I’m sure it’ll pick up after that.  I just can’t wait until we do the unit on animals and their desire to locate and consume food.  I almost wish we had to do a paper on that because I could easily write a 20 page paper about Benny and his insane desire for food.

There’s not much to say about my other two classes.  In the research lab I’ll be conducting research, but I can’t blog about ongoing research.  I haven’t really started my thesis yet, so there’s nothing to say about it.

At Least It Wasn’t at 3 AM

I woke up today to the lovely sound of the fire alarm going off.  Last semester I configured my schedule so that the earliest I would ever have to be in class is 11:30 am.  What is the point of that if they’re going to do fire drills at 10?

When the alarm went off I was half-asleep and thought that the alarm had gone off from the steam in the shower (yes, this does happen, the RAs warned us about it, happens at my house, too).  So I spent a good few minutes standing on my bed trying to figure out how to turn the damn thing off, only to realize that there was no button on it.

So, next I got my computer and went out into the living room to try and find out how to turn it off by looking online.  Then I realized that the sound was even louder in the living room than in my bedroom and looked out the open windows.  There was a whole crowd of people standing around.

Oops.  Everyone’s alarm had gone off.  Then it clicked.  Fire drill!  All my roommates were in class, so I grabbed my keys and left the building.  The alarm stopped two minutes later.

Better than last year’s fire drill, but still not fun.

The Hunger Games

Almost a year ago one of my sisters and one of my friends demanded that I read a book called The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins.  I agreed, as both of them have good taste in books.  I got the book out of the library and read the insert.  Not something I would’ve picked up if it hadn’t been recommended to me. I’ll admit that I was skeptical, but I began to read it and was completely blown away.

The plot is so gripping and the characters developed and it is one of the only books I’ve read that have kept me as hooked as Harry Potter did.  That’s saying something.

A few days ago the second book in the trilogy came out, Catching Fire, and it managed to blow me away again.  I could not put it down.  There were cliffhangers and plot twists at the end of most of the chapters and nothing happened as I expected, which is good.

Due to the cliffhanger at the end of the book, I cannot wait until the third one comes out.  If anyone is looking for something to read, I highly recommend both books.