It feels strange reading 30 pages and realizing not only did you forget most of it, but you also don't really understand most of it. I'm choosing to be OK with that for now. If it persists, I might worry. I might worry myself into a little ball o' fetal position and suck my thumb. No. That's ridiculous. Who does that?? Babies. That's who.
I bet babies wouldn't understand what I just read either. They don't even know what a symbol is, let alone a series of symbols lined up in rows upon rows for the purpose of conveying meaning. They don't even know what (or why, for that matter) their poop is. And they don't know that it is frowned upon to end your sentences with prepositions, but if I've learned anything in my recent readings on writing, it is that in the modern evolution of the English languages, it is acceptable to end sentences in prepositions, just because. Because what? I don't know, but I don't think it is acceptable to end sentences in conjunctions.
In other news, there's nothing like the blank stares of freshmen at 8am to start off a productive day.
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