I had my last class of the day
and it was British Literature. As I feel all British professors should be in light of stereotypes, he was completely cynical and subtly sarcastic.
He was also rather soft spoken so if you didn’t listen hard enough, you weren’t lawlin’.
But oh, I was lawlin’.
I also have another friend in my class!
I HAVE A FRIEND IN TWO OF THE THREE CLASSES I’VE HAD SO FAR. It’s almost like I go here or something.
The professor mentioned that we were reading John Milton’s Paradise Lost and as it’s a giant parody of the story of creationism revolving around the complex character that is Satan (and that I’ve read it before and thoroughly enjoyed it) — I am so flipping excited.
I will devour Paradise Lost like the delectable treat it is.
So I have friends, bomb-ass (is that a thing people say?) classes, and I mixed two different colors of plaid today, topped off with my red-orange sweatshirt because who needs to match?
I’ve had an excellent day in true Danielle fashion.
I’m going to continue finishing it off in true Danielle fashion by watching Cartoon Network.
The thing is, I am actually a twelve year old boy who is inarticulate at expressing his feelings so uses archaic animation as an outlet.
Thought you should know.
