A Year of Disasters The year was dominated by a global pandemic, but that was not the only disaster that faced us. The year opened…
Geeking Out with Jeffrey Harlan
A Year of Disasters The year was dominated by a global pandemic, but that was not the only disaster that faced us. The year opened…
This morning, after five hours of work, my group from English class finally finished off our group essay. The group had chosen the topic of marijuana legalization, and after our first papers that served as an inquiry into the subject, the group was then divided in half, with one side taking pro, and the other con. My group drew the opposition.
I’m now three days into English 103, Critical Thinking. This is a summer class, so each day is equivalent to a week of a regular semester. Our first essay was due today; a simple 2-page “microtheme” on a topic of our choice. Before turning it in, however, we had to exchange papers with a classmate and perform a “peer edit.” Great. No problem. English 100 was a prerequisite for the course, so I assumed, apparently erroneously, that my classmates had at least a basic grasp of English grammar.
Unfortunately, that was not to be so.
Feeling lazy. Don’t want to go anywhere or do anthing… wonder if Denny’s delivers? lol # For those keeping score, that was a lame attempt…
It was with dismay that I read the headlines this morning, which informed me that the California Supreme Court upheld Proposition 8. The proposition, which…
Decided to spend 2nd day @ Disneyland w Winston. Played some Monsterpocalypse at Dice House too. Might come back after final tomorrow # And now…
This is the third and final paper I had to write for my English class. The assignment was, effectively, to write a history paper with a personal interview and research to support that interview. For mine, I interviewed my friend, Darren, who served in Somalia while he was in the Army. I’d initially intended for the paper to focus on his time in Somalia, but it quickly morphed into the history of Somalia from WWII to the present.
Am I worthless? This question has plagued me again and again throughout my life, and it plagues me once more. I’m an intelligent guy. I’d like to think I’m not unattractive. I’m hard working and adaptable. So why is it my life seems to suck so much? From my love-hate relationship with my time in the military, my apparent inability to get so much as a date, and my current financial woes leaving me unable to pay my rent or buy food, I find myself asking the question again.