On to todays' post haha. Remember that essay I was avoiding which was half the reason I started this blog? Yeah I still have not even touched it. I have 10 questions to choose from, none of which particularly jump out at me so I asked Dad to help me out.
Now, my Dad barely passed high school. Back when NZ had "School Cert" you had to get 35% to pass and Dad got 38% so naturally he's not exactly an academic. You may be questioning my thought process when deciding to ask my Dad who barely passed high school to help me chose a question for my 2nd year university Roman History essay. All he had to do was pick a number between 1 and 10.
Me "Hey Dad, help me out here, pick a number between 1 and 10."
Dad "11."
Me "Um... no. Dad, 1 and 10, any number between 1 and 10.
Dad "seventytwelve"
Me "7012? 7012?! how the eff is 7012 a number between 1 and 10?!"
Dad "Well you confused me, how about 3?"
Me "3? OK let's go with 3"
You see what I'm dealing with here? Getting help with earning a degree in New Zealand is seriously tough business. He can wire up a house and name every engine piece in the Interislander ferry but he can't pick a number between 1 and 10 without having 3 goes.
If only all courses were as easy as the Greek and Roman drama assessment I did yesterday. We had the choice of a)going to a weekend workshop where we had to act out a 3-5 minute scene from an ancient play
then write a one page rationale on why we did what we did
or b) writing a 1500 word staging description.
3 guesses which one I chose?
So after being up all night drinking copious amounts of jello shots and 45 proof Absinthe with wormwood I then had a 40 minute walk in the rain to get to Uni by 11:45 am only to discover my fellow classmates waiting outside the locked door huddled under what little shelter was provided by window ledges and overhanging trees.Awesome. Finally our very German, very pregnant lecturer arrived and let us in because Security just couldn't possibly have done handled such a chore.
Lucky for me 3 of my friends happened to sign up for the same day and they'd already chosen which scene we would do which left us with the simple task of cutting lines and therefor required very little thinking on my part, yay!
The basic plot for the play our scene was from is this:
"Medea" Jason marries Medea, a foreigner (not intelligent in Ancient Greece)
Jason and Medea have 2 kids who, like Medea, are not citizens of Greece.
Jason is offered chance to marry a beautiful Princess which would then make his sons citizens as well as making him very rich, he takes the offer and says to Medea, "Baby, come live with me and you can be my lover instead of my wife."
Medea doesn't like this plan.
The day of the wedding she sends a gift to the Princess, a poisoned dress and golden coronet. These gifts set he Princess on fire and melt her flesh, killing her then when King Creon tries to help, he suffers the same fate.
(Start our scene here) A messenger tells Medea what happened and she says "Awesome, I planned the whole thing, now I'm going to kill my children" So she goes inside to do that.
Enter Jason struck with grief and horror, discovers Medea has murdered their sons and then an awesome face off between the two. Ended by Medea flying away on a chariot led by dragons.Cool.
Just imagine you're walking through the University on a Sunday afternoon and you see this:
it was awesome fun.
Like my awesome red velvet toga? Haha yeah... and that thing I'm standing is a table with a sheet draped over it and some cardboard doors taped to the front.It's supposed to be a barn and I'm standing on the roof.
Don't knock it, we had 3 hours and only what we had on us to work with haha. I think we did pretty well.
Sadly Roman History is not so easy/enjoyable to study for.
A sane person would've started on the essay a couple weeks ago. Clearly, I am not a sane person. My brain keeps telling me I'll be fine and I don't have to worry about it but at the same time part of me knows every minute I'm not working on it is making it harder for me. Sadly there is a much larger part of me going "You've got so much else to do!": write a blog post
dry the dishes
organise your fetish ball costume
txt the guys about what's happening next weekend
call venues about finding a place to host your 21st
buy alcohol for above 21st
tag photos from Saturday
watch Der Koenig Der Loewe (The Lion King IN GERMAN!)
draw pictures of stuff that happened on the weekend
play with cat
finish drawing pictures
that's Rose's room with all of us trying to sleep and not die of heat exhaustion. The little floor space that wasn't taken up by mattresses was taken up by clothes. It was so hot we all ended up removing everything but the bare minimum to keep heat and yet also exposure to a minimum.As you can see, I got very little work done on my essay. Luckily a friend came to the rescue and help by writing the intro and conclusion for me yay! However I did manage to write a blog post for your enjoyment
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