So I have been neglecting my blog, for this I am sincerely apologetic. I have failed to write anything not because I've been outstandingly driven in a project or swamped in school work but because, in a way, I am unenlightened.
I will begin by telling you about the beginning of this winter quarter. For one, my English professor had me at the edge of my seat from start to end. From James Joyce to Hemingway, Fitzgerald to Poe; all these depressing, dark and romantic pieces and yet it took me to a happy place. You see, these pieces moved me, I relate to it because I no longer see things in a poetic light. The sunrise is just that and nothing more. Romance is just some man-made invention to entrap those that feel the need to depend on someone else for happiness. Or maybe I am just being bitter about my own romantic life, who knows.
 Ethics class had me livid at the close-mindedness of some of my peers. This quarter my brain was active, creative juices were on a constant flow and I was totally ecstatic at it all. I have made it a known fact that I am madly, head over heels for literature. The way each and every individual interprets a book keeps me in awe. I have not taken any courses outside of whats obligated and yet every ounce of me wants to peruse and master the art of writing...