Tuesday, August 21, 2007
back to school
I just had a really awkward encounter with a freshman girl who thought I was also a freshman (because I asked her where I could find a computer lab, and because I look like a freshman). She wanted to make friends. I said, "What do you want to study?" [English.] And, "Hey, maybe I'll have you as a student sometime!" And we were both mortified.
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This didn't turn out to be an isolated incident.
fundergrads
I have had, instead of encounters with undergraduates, encounters with older folks around town who ask what I'm doing (Comparative Literature) and what I'm doing (and then I start to ramble about the things that I want to study) and then WELL WHO ARE THE AUTHORS? THE AUTHORS!
Since this has begun I definitely envy you the name of your department (Plain Ol' Literature).
Except I live in North Carolina and people say (no kidding), "What's literature?"
Today at orientation Yago told an anecdote about his orientation day in that state. Apparently, when asked if he was a marxist he replied, "What's that?" The man asking him, intimidated by the task of defining a marxist, ceded Yago the power as a person who questions form.
That's kind of how I feel about Marxism so far, yeah. Is it true that he (Yago) finished in 3 1/2 years??
according to "magic words" essay he entered the program fall of 87.
87-88
88-89
89-90
90-91
and the department lists him as having been conferred upon in 1991.
1991-1987 :: 4-0
so depending on the month of the year, yeah
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