I woke up this morning and I had six papers due Tuesday. It was all right, I had a plan. I had two papers done already, I had outlines for two more on my laptop, I had scheduled out when, how, where I would get all my other homework and testing (yes I also have a test Friday) done. I got up, I went to work, I got that much closer to finishing a paper. And then I went to class and now I have seven papers due Tuesday. Don't you just have to love the humanities?
So between my party weekend--who knew turning 23 was so eventful--last week and the academic craziness this week, I have very little to say. That is unless you want a treatise on: painterly vs. linear lighting in Franco Zeffirelli's Hamlet; whether nudity is art or pornography in Shakespearen contexts; whose conceptualization of masculinity in Hamlet best fits Renaissance gender ideals; moral proximity in relation to A Midsummer Night's Dream; something Art Historyish connecting Michelangelo's David, Vermere's Allegory of Painting, and Van Gogh's Starry Night; Michael Freid's lecture at BYU; or something we have talked about in my religion class. If you are keep me posted and I'll be happy to oblige. Actually that's a lie, I can't post anything related to my Shakespeare midterm until after Tuesday.
Happy Midterm Season!
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