Part of That World [2011/05/15]

So I missed an entry last week because I was spending so much time frantically trying to finish all my work. What with Into The Woods, etc., I hadn't been able to do as much work ahead of time as I had really wanted to, and also I'm a procrastinator by nature, which meant that this week was pretty much a Week of Death for me.

...I should have done more work last week, but classes were finishing, and then I had work (paying work, that is, which is the best kind of work), and then there was Spring Fling, which I attended for about an hour before going to make cupcakes for a class picnic I went to on Friday, and. And.

It may not have helped that I went to see Rent three times this weekend, but that was a totally legitimate choice, okay. I went the first time my roommate and another of my friends were in it, the second time because I love the show, and the third time because I really like it when things go in threes. Or, if you prefer, I went the second night because the first night had had a few sound issues and I was interested to see how they reworked the choreography for the Memorial Chapel (on Friday it was on the South College fire escape, but they had to move locations due to rain); I went the third night because the audience hadn't had much energy on Saturday and I wanted to close it out with a bang.

Whatever. I'm not too ashamed of being slightly obsessive about the things I like.

Anyway, I don't regret the triple viewing experience, but it did take up time when I should have been working, unfortunately.(Homework stuff, internships, and The Little Mermaid below the cut)

This year I had four paper-type-things — one short story which was due before Reading Week, a 5-page paper for my Russian Lit class, a 12-15 page research paper for TV Storytelling (Film/Anthro), and a 12-15 page research paper for Enlightenment's Ghosts, my British Lit class.

Of the three papers I was working on during Reading Week, the research papers were probably the most interesting, although I won't bore you with my topics. If you're interested, though, drop a comment and I'll be glad to spill.

I had managed to gather a great deal of sources beforehand, so I spent Monday, Tuesday and a little bit of Wednesday writing my TV Storytelling paper, wrote my Russian Lit paper on Tuesday night, got extra BritLit sources on Wednesday, and then wrote my BritLit paper on Thursday and some of Friday—those parts of Friday which I didn't spend either packing or in the car, at least.

This was particularly tragic because this week was actually a perfect week in terms of sunshine and warmth. Unfortunately, it's difficult to spend much time outside when you're working on your laptop, because the glare makes it hard to see what you're writing. I did get some sun the week before, though, so I wasn't completely bereft.

Tomorrow, terrifyingly enough, I start my internship at the Library of Congress. I'm excited, but A) it's the Library of Congress, and B) this is going to be the first time I've actually had a 9-to-5 job, and I'm not sure how well waking up at 7 is going to agree with me.

Enough of that in a week or two, though. For now, just enjoy my ode to reading week, sung to the tune of "Part of That World" from The Little Mermaid. (Karaoke version, if you want to sing along.) Feel free to admire my genius.

Also, have a hipster!Ariel.

No source listed. Stolen from fuckyeahhipsterariel.tumblr.com

Out On Foss Hill
Look at this work
So much to cram
Before I’m prepared for tomorrow’s exam,
I wish it were done, but I still
still want more time
So many papers
I have to write
I’ll see how much I can get done in one night
Wake up tomorrow and wish
I’d slept for less time
I’ve got pencils and textbooks a-plenty
I’ve got outlines and essays galore
You want study guides?
I’ve got twenty!
So much stress!
I just want
to be done!
I wanna be where the people are
I wanna throw, wanna throw a frisbee
Laughing and having — what’s that word again?
Oh — fun!
Working all day, you don’t get too far
Locked in your room, or in SciLi, Olin
Barely seeing the — what do you call it?
Oh yeah — sun!
Out where they sit, enjoying the heat,
Out where they do more than work and eat!
Lying around — wish I could lounge
Out on Foss Hill
What would I pay to spend a day doing whatever?
What would I try simply to lie warm on the grass
Betcha on land, they understand
That finals shouldn’t last forever!
My brain’s shrinking, sick of thinking
I’m ready to tan
And ready to live how the people live
Take off my shoes, and maybe my shirt
Buy food from Weshop and then take a — what’s it called?
Nap?
I’m gonna snap!
When am I done?
Free to lie around in the sun?
I stare at a screen
And wish I could be
Out on Foss Hill