The Remains of a Poet

I have not given an update on my actual life in a few weeks, and as today is my first free Saturday since August, I feel this is the perfect opprotunity to do so.

Choir Retreat: A weekend Miss Lori designed to torture us.  No, seriously, it is a weekend filled with 8 1/2 hours of practice, and nothing else.  Now I love the people in my choir, I do.  I love singing with them.  I hate living with them.  Ah well, such is life.  The good news is, we did not get snowed in this year, like last year.  (Though there were some déjà vu moments where I was like, "No. Way." ... But they turned out to be false alarms.)

School: Why am I giving an update on school?  I have nothing to say about school.  (This is probably why I haven't given an update on my actual life in a few weeks... because I haven't had an actual life in a few weeks.)  Government - not even gonna go there.  Brit Lit - now there's something!  I wrote a new thesis statement (because my teacher didn't like my original one, remember?).  It is: 

          The epic poem Beowulf exemplifies the horrible literary techniques of over-repetition and unbelievable plot, coupled with the addition of unnecessary cultural customs. 

Jazz was editing it and she was like, "So basically your thesis is 'Beowulf sucked!'"
"Yeah," I said, "basically."
She looked approving, as well she should have been.  Beowulf was worse than both A Tale of Two Cities and Anna Karenina.  Now that's saying something!

Other than that, not much is going on.  I have almost no homework this weekend, I don't have a second job anymore, and my mother bought me Starbucks yesterday.  Life is good.

Random Icon I Made That I Really Like (lyrics from the song Stanley Climbfall by Lifehouse):

Jerry the Frog Spoof Line of the Moment: Sam: Aragorn's dark and brooding.
Frodo: Just like me, only taller.

Deep Thought of the Day: The land that had nourished him and had borne him fruit now turned against him and called him a fruit.  Man, I hate land like that! ~ Jack Handy