Crikey, am I PISS BORED with this Traditions in Poetry assignment. I am so apathyarms about coming back to university. This is either a response to graduation or the epic fail portion of my dissertation shenanigans (more likely the latter). But... write a sonnet and explain the form; should be 1k. Analyse other sonnet; also 1k. Write presentation on Satan's status as hero/anti-hero in Paradise Lost. Guys. This should be sort of awesome! And yet: I don't give a toss. I just. don't. care.
I did take the sonnet-writing task as another opportunity to write the Hades-kidnaps-Persephone story. BECAUSE IT IS FAB. (GUYS. She goes from being THE CHILD/MAIDEN to being THE IRON QUEEN WHOSE NAME ONE SHOULD NOT SPEAK. Persephone is fucking hardcore. I am also of the opinion that somewhere in that whole mess of a kidnapping malarkey, Persephone obviously gets on board with being the person that she is and falls for her captor. Which. GUYS. PERSEPHONE IS ALL STOCKHOLMED. On a bike!)
UGH. Why isn't the week over yet? (I fail. FAIL.)
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In not-whinging news, zomg, if I'm good and get work done tonight, I can watch NCIS before bed, huzz!