My Brother's Birthday Is Next Monday...

and all I could think about is how I should still celebrate his day, even though he's not here. Instead, I'll probably be in class. He would've been turning 20.

Anyway, I've been struggling to pick a poem for the essay that is partially due on Monday. I seem to be having a hard time finding sources for the poems that I actually want to talk about in the essay. I was hoping to finish it prior to Friday of next week since I want to have no worries for my exciting Gallifrey weekend. I've been planning this convention for a year. I even had a corset made for one of my costumes.

I love it so much.

Nothing will stop me from enjoying myself. So I will push through, and I will be victorious!

Class this week was fun for me. I really do wish more people would share during class though. I don't want to take up all the time, but I get uncomfortable with silence. Maybe it's just my weird thing. I did really enjoy the interplay between myself and (I believe it was) Ellen. I love disagreements and discussions, especially when they incorporate a positive energy. I'm here to learn, and that can't happen without some push back.

I plan on posting a partial draft of my essay by Saturday...of course I'll need to pick the poem fast.