Disgruntled English Major

aimerzmind:

I read books and hide from people.

I can insult you in ways that you don’t even understand.

I pay attention to things like capitalization.

I know what a diagonal acrostic poem is and that writing one is damn hard. I expect one from my future husband. (Not really)

I edit my texts before sending them.

I AM an English major. 

maybemissmeagan:

I don’t understand why people don’t love literature. There is so much to be read and each text offers a new look at something you assumed you knew all about. It’s a never-ending spree of learning that you currently know absolutely nothing! And besides that, there is so much emotion, so much depth and pain, in literature. There is so much to be read and thought about and discovered. The human condition is literature. We live it, breathe it, feel it, taste it, touch it, and we thrive within the musty pages and smeared typeface of brilliant smatterings of the human mind. I don’t understand how someone can dislike it. 　

Worst carpel tunnel flare up that I’ve had in weeks.

poetrysings:

All this damn paper writing for this week and finals next week might kill me.

I skipped classes today because I couldn’t stand the pain (and to write more papers…that won’t help me).  Popping ibuprofen like candy.

They should have had a disclaimer signing up for the English Major: May lead to carpel tunnel and surgery over the summer.  Be advised.