Can we call this studying for finals?

So, there's coffee brewing in the pot and my Norton split open face down on my desk pleading with me to read Oroonoko finally. Funnily, having mentioned that I hadn't got around to reading this work by Aphra Behn yet, several students berated my failure because it is so good. Actually, I'm about 10 pages into it and I have to agree. My Lit final is tomorrow, so I figured I should probably get onto that. It's the only work I haven't read because the day I tried to read it was opening night for Wales. Oops. The author is Aphra Behn and yes, she is feministic. I learned in class that overly-intellectual feminist women like her were called Bluestockings and I almost laughed out loud. That was the same day I decided to wear my bright blue knee high socks. hahaha.

Speaking of, I would like to draw attention to the mysteries of life. I have encountered two in my short life span. The first was in 10th grade as some who read this blog might recall. My 7am teacher (oh dear, Coach Starks) handed back a Bible test which on the 3rd or 4th page prominently featured a big red heart drawn and colored with a red pen. I was confounded and I asked him about it. He said he didn't draw it but refused to give the name of the perpetrator. I was just curious.... Near my graduation, I asked him again and he denied all knowledge of the matter and evaded. I suppose I'll never know. My second encounter occurred this Sunday. The same day that I had worn my blue stockings, the day before opening night, I lost one of my bluestockings in the dressing room backstage. Despite a lengthy search, the second sock remained elusive. I gave up hope. On Sunday my suite had a christmas party just the 5 of us, and I opened my stocking. Among candy and other assorted treats, was one of my bluestockings. There are two parts to this mystery. The first is, I'm still not sure whether it is the one that I lost or the one that I already had. The second is, how did it end up in my stocking!!!!!? I can't even explain how it might have gotten from my clean laundry to hanging up on the wall, let along from the Ulrey to my wall!!! Aiaiai!

As I said, I do have an exam in Lit tomorrow. It will cover the general poems, Satires, and Holy sonnets of John Donne (swoon), Volpone by Johnson, PARADISE LOST by Milton, Mac Flecknoe, by John Dryden, A Pilgrim's Progress by Bunyan, Oroonoko, A Modest Proposal by Swift, Elegy by Gray, The Rape of the Lock by Pope, and The Vanity of Human Wishes and preface to his dictionary by Ben Johnson. It promises to be exciting. I've also completed a research paper in this class since I last posted, but it will have to retain a post to itself. And I'll probably write it tomorrow while avoiding studying like the plague. Oroonoko is calling!