Mar. 15th, 2001
sociology class ramblings
Mar. 15th, 2001 04:06 pmah, aggressively bad days. nallia showed up on time, i didn't. as i walked in he was talking about some sort of highly useful study session they'd had that i never heard about. and the kid next to me is being a clueless twit. we're watching a leni riefenstahl film - nazi propaganda, basically. nallia said it was about nazi germany, made by a prominent german filmmaker during ww2. so the kid says, 'uh, so, what did adolf hitler have to do with this?' it's about him, dumbass.
side note: i still say that's one of the most unfortunate bits of facial hair in history. it looks like a small rodent trying to crawl up his nostrils.
and then the twit says, 'uh, so who was this made for?' well, seeing as how it's in german, i would say.... the germans, maybe?
bad day update: i finally ran out of paper in my notebook. time to start confusing myself and write on the backs of pages until i can get a new one.
as i said in an unposted 'tron topic: gimme a knife. oh, come on. a little one will, do, i'm talented.
right after i sent that, they posted my first bitchy topic, wherein i got trashed by bunbun. at least they gave me sluggy characters. kiki was nice, although i had to threaten to erase bunbun's baywatch collection.
this propaganda film has lots of music and very little words. i can't remember who that composer the nazis loved so much was.
wagner. i think that was the composer.
'truth is the power of the press' - not quite, the ability to define truth is the power of the press.
well, i haven't forgotten all my german. just most of it.
it started hailing. the weather's being freaky again. light rain, hail, heavy rain, sun. weirdo.
i feel like mauling something.
side note: i still say that's one of the most unfortunate bits of facial hair in history. it looks like a small rodent trying to crawl up his nostrils.
and then the twit says, 'uh, so who was this made for?' well, seeing as how it's in german, i would say.... the germans, maybe?
bad day update: i finally ran out of paper in my notebook. time to start confusing myself and write on the backs of pages until i can get a new one.
as i said in an unposted 'tron topic: gimme a knife. oh, come on. a little one will, do, i'm talented.
right after i sent that, they posted my first bitchy topic, wherein i got trashed by bunbun. at least they gave me sluggy characters. kiki was nice, although i had to threaten to erase bunbun's baywatch collection.
this propaganda film has lots of music and very little words. i can't remember who that composer the nazis loved so much was.
wagner. i think that was the composer.
'truth is the power of the press' - not quite, the ability to define truth is the power of the press.
well, i haven't forgotten all my german. just most of it.
it started hailing. the weather's being freaky again. light rain, hail, heavy rain, sun. weirdo.
i feel like mauling something.