One more midterm and I'm freeeeeee!!!!

Well, then I'm technically off to Illinois to be trapped in an RV with my folks, but I miss them, and shall be glad to see them, even in close quarters. Then my mommy will take me home with her for a week. So she says. Though I'm her ride back to the LC.

I. Am. Still. Not Studying.

I thought maybe coming and getting a quick note about Spring Break out into cyberspace would clear it from my mind temporarily enough for me to get started on this damn test...but alas, it has not. And I am here.

And I feel like listening to Emma Thompson speak Shakespearean literature to me. Or I want to watch 'Much Ado About Nothing' again. Still, she is one person I could listen talk for ever. She would probably be 2nd right after Julie Andrews, and followed shortly by any soft spoken gentle Irishman.

Now what the hell am I talking about? This is clearly going off somewhere in the deep, trying to keep me from work even more.

But I have recently fallen in love with the poem/song from that play, that appeared in the movie. I don't know why. I just like saying it over again, and I even recorded the sung part (though I think I may even record the different times and ways its spoken) from the film, and stuck it in my itunes.

For the record, I speak of "Sigh No More, Ladies".

What the hell, why don't I just paste it here, since I'm obviously continuing to waste time.

Sigh no more, ladies, sigh no more;
Men were deceivers ever;
One foot in sea and one on shore,
To one thing constant never;
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny;
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into. Hey nonny, nonny.

Sing no more ditties, sing no more,
Of dumps so dull and heavy;
The fraud of men was ever so,
Since summer first was leavy.
Then sigh not so,
But let them go,
And be you blithe and bonny,
Converting all your sounds of woe
Into. Hey, nonny, nonny.


I think the most hilarious thing is multiple dictionaries and sources I consulted compare Shakespeare's phrase "Hey, nonny, nonny" to the "shu-bee-doo" of DooWop as a phrase that essentially means nothing and is a simply a "la la la" or "yeah yeah yeah" added to a song. But I love the DooWop reference.

Anyways, I've recently felt kind of masochistic for wanting to watch all these old films like the afore mentioned or "Sense and Sensibility" and "Pride and Prejudice", and anything involving that sort of old romance. Of course that means films that take place during times when women had no rights, and nothing to do but get married, so naturally the main struggle of the protagonists is about love.

Which is really I think what makes it so romantic. Nix the fact that chivalry doesn't really exist anymore, but really, no one has to fight for love anymore. There's no anguish in it. Anyone (well almost anyone) can marry whoever they want, and marry whomever they love. There's no obstacle in it anymore really. Isn't that kind of sad? I think that's what has been drawing me to these stories as of late.



Over break I hope to accomplish two things. Watch the freaking films I've stockpiled up, and read. And actually take a break for a week.

Of course I know this won't happen, because everytime I go home there is some massive task to undertake with my mother, or some project to work on while I'm there.

I did buy a rather interesting book recently that I can't wait to start reading. It's called "Becoming Myself: Reflections on growing up female". It's not even for a class or anything.

Oh My God! I totally forgot about I class I have that will start 2nd term, after break. I just thought of something. Maybe in anticipation for my Women's Studies class, subconciously I've been preparing my mind for all the jazz. That totally makes sense for spontaneously buying this book online, and the sudden interest in females in history in these films I've been watching.

That makes perfect sense.

Wow, was my brain actually doing work ahead of time? Before I could consciously procrastinate it? What a trick. Sneaky bastard that one. Actually being a reasonable student. Shit. Now I feel I have to get back to my midterm. Guilt becomes me.

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