Funny stuff

    I recently started the second half of my composition class. I took the first half of this class last trimester. This time around it is with a different teacher, although he is one that I have had once before. I do not have good memories from the first time around but it looks like this will turn out to be a good experience after all.
    I do not write much here anymore because I have been extremely busy with musicals, book reading, and all around business. I have also been focusing on my school work which does include writing an essay every week since I started taking these composition classes. I believe that I have become a better writer through these classes because they are both insightful and incredibly helpful. The class has taught me things that I will need to know for college level courses, because these technically are college level courses except they are taken at my high school.
    The teacher that I have this time around is a teacher that I have had once before, back when I was a sophomore in high school. I have bad memories from the class I was in then but this class is turning out to be really great and I am learning a lot. The first day that I walked into this class we were given three books. Two grammar books and one book on how to write persuasive essays. Exciting, I know. After we picked up our books that were stacked on nice high piles on the floor we were given topics for our term paper. Part of me started panicking here because it was the first day in and this guy is already assigning us a term paper. What gives?! It was not all that horrifying and awful though. The class has to write a biographical paper on an author that they were given. The author whom I was given to write about was John Fowles. He is the author of The Magus, The Collector, and The French Lieutenant's Woman. He was a British author who died back in 2005. I am incredibly excited to learn about John Fowles and write a 5-7 page paper on him.
      When the teacher was telling us the guidelines for the paper, he was telling us what kind of sources we needed to find. This is what is funny about this post I suppose. He told us what kind of sources we were allowed to use and what sources we were absolutely, under no circumstances allowed to use lest we be crucified on the small crosses that are in the drama club room - where we hold all of the crap that does not fit in the prop room- or be stabbed in the heart with a pencil; although he never actually said those things, I can imagine that is what he was thinking. He told us that we were not allowed to use encyclopedias but we were allowed to use books we found in the library. The kind of source which we are absolutely not allowed to use are blogs. I had to keep from laughing about this because I run this blog and a few other blogs that are out there somewhere on the world wide web. This made me laugh mostly because he said that blog writers were unreliable and for all we know they could be living in their mother's basement doing acid or something.
     I have a sick sense of humor, but that was really funny. I would not think I would be prone to dropping acid in my mother's basement, but apparently I am since I write a blog! I always pictured myself as the coffee shop attendee who writes things for her blog in her spare time while she is drinking coffee at a coffee shop.
    That is all I have to say for now, you may have some new things from me on Saturday.