Life in general I suppose

So three things to talk about today: Bride Wars, poetry writing, and Jane Eyre.

First, one of my friends FINALLY asked me to see a movie!!! We went to see Bride Wars last Saturday at the University Stadium 6 in Logan (rated PG). It was fabulous! I would totally go see it again. Language was kept to a minimum and it honestly wasn't as cat-fighty as I thought it would be. Anne Hathaway plays Emma and Kate Hudson plays Liv, two best friends since childhood who have always wanted June weddings at the Plaza. When a mistake occurs and their weddings are scheduled on the same day, the two girls try to sabotage each other because the other one won't change her date outside of June. They use such methods as sending each other sweets so they won't fit in their dresses and rescheduling their dance instruction. It's a very funny movie and I highly recommend seeing it.

As for poetry writing, it sucks. I hate that class so much! I don't learn anything, the hour and fifteen minutes twice a week are a total waste of my time. The class would be so much better if we posted things online somewhere and worked out of the book, and only met once every two weeks for workshops. Unfortunately life doesn't work the way I think it should. Hopefully I'll be able to fit in the prereq in the theatre department for the playwriting class next semester so I don't have to take Advanced Poetry Writing.

While we're talking about class, I also hate my Advanced Fiction Writing. I don't the think the problem is the professor's background in poetry; rather it's her lack of intelligence. In class on Monday we did a group write-around that ended up being really funny but I felt time-warped back into high school creative writing class. She also expects each of us to print 20 copies of our 20 page stories! That's 400 pages! It's like carrying an unbound encyclopedia! One of my friends from Poetry Writing is also in this class, and we're hoping to talk to as many of the people in it as possible to get them to email her. We want her to send out a mass email so we can just hit "reply all" with our 20 page stories attached so we only have to print out copies of our stories for the people in our workshop groups; that way everyone else can read them online, or shrink and print them, or whatever. Stupid classes.

On to something happier. I got to read some of Jane Eyre in between my Rhetoric Associate conferences. Her self-discipline is amazing! A whole page of "you idiot Jane!" I couldn't do that. Of course, that all goes down the drain when Mr. Rochester comes home, but still. Hard core "Bridle your passions".