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Today was the first day of classes. Cancel all silent film schemes, and probably put drawings from the library on hold, because it would appear that I'll have no time for the next two months to do anything besides classes, work, and homework. My morning class will require at least 3 hours of homework a night--the type of reading that you have to decrypt every sentence for five minutes before you realize that it's not really saying anything at all, plus written work that I need to have done each day in order to even get into the classroom. How am I supposed to read an entire play plus a couple literary theory-type essays for one class? And that's about the amount of reading every day. The Crakespeare class will have tons of reading too.

Speaking of Shakespeare, I don't care about Shakespeare. I mean, come on: "O woe! O woeful, woeful, woeful day! Most lamentable day, most woeful day, That ever, ever, I did yet behold! O day! O day! O Day! O hateful day! Never was seen so black a day as this: O woeful day, O woeful day!" And so on. Not even a comedy. Well, I suppose I do sometimes go around saying "O day! O day! O day!" But I wouldn't want to watch a play about it. Blasted Shakespeare, thinking he's so great and we should all read his crappy plays.

And why is it so darn loud here all the time? Gotta go start my massive homework so they'll let me go to class tomorrow.