[size=18]Brutus –hearts- Cassius
A.K.A. What I Learned in Sophomore English
By: Bec (HopeNight)
THIS FOLLOWING ESSAY CONTAINS SOME FOUL LANGUAGE!!! Not a lot but still kids don't repeat this in front of your parents or polite company!
Currently in English class, we are engaged in the play known as Julius Caesar by Sir William Shakespeare. As per the class we read and discuss the relationships between the characters. Mainly we read aloud some scenes some of which I find quite interesting, others I would rather perform a root canal on myself then read. Anyway I have defined the character of Caius Cassius of a cold, heartless son-of-a-bitch that I would much rather beat up; then, like Marcus Brutus, fall to his delicate manipulations. Brutus is seemingly portrayed as an idyllic fool, who is constantly described as honorable.
Of course one, such as me, does grow bored with this constant classification. So when one grows bored with the average English II class. One must find some sort of interesting way to amuse and occupy her slightly warped, twisted, semi-demented, and/or perverted mind. This I have done with these following statements. Brutus loves Cassius. Cassius knows this and uses Brutus as his bitch. Said bitch using is for the betterment of the plot for the conspiracy, which Cassius says is for Rome. Of course we all know that Cassius is a son-of-a-bitch that I would rather pimp slap then follow him. Cassius uses his bitch, Brutus, for his own selfish reasons as well as other responsibilities. This is what my mind goes through during a reading of Shakespeare's work of Julius Caesar.
During these tortuous years known as High School, we are forced to read a lot of books. The most popular author among High School teachers is Shakespeare and other classic authors. Of course through a few years of reading said classics. One does notice a pattern. Said classic authors have some type of problem whether it is a drug addiction, alcoholism, strange sex fetishes, or marrying a relative such as a cousin.
Through this knowledge that all classic authors have SOMETHING wrong with them, I have drawn a rather simple conclusion. This is that Shakespeare was on one hell of a fun drug. Of course this was reached after reading The Tempest, great play by the way, and reading the character Ariel. Just trust me Shakespeare had to be on something to create Ariel. But this is just one example of a lesson that I have learned from Sophomore English. I have compiled a list of the top ten things that Sophomore English has taught me. The list is as follows:
1) As per the story Oedipus Rex teaches us. INCEST IS NOT GOOD!!!! PERIOD!!!!
2) The Tempest teaches us this: Do not try to drown your enemies. For all you know they may end up on some kind of crazy magical island plotting their revenge. On a complete and utter side note, this play led me to believe that Shakespeare was utterly stoned. (I feel this is worth repeating. A good book to look at for those who agree with me is My Name is Will: A Tale of Sex, Drugs, and Shakespeare)
3) Always have some good reading material or good distraction from class if placed in the back of the classroom. For the poor schmucks up front I offer this advice: Perfect the stare that makes you appear alive, but you're just dead behind the eyes. This is also a good time for imagination (please insert your own rainbows, unicorns, or mayhem, madness, gore...whatever catches your fancy).
4) English textbooks make an intimidating and rather threatening weapon, especially when over 1000 pages. If possible try to keep one on hand for when people act like idiots. As a side note make sure to have an excellent attorney on call as the act of hitting the textbooks over said idiots heads will get you sued or prosecuted for varying crimes.
5) Research Papers = Hell. Enough said.
6) One Title: The Garden of the Forking Paths.. Ten out of Ten people who read it agree with this one question: Now What was it that about again? (Now the guy who wrote THAT was definitely on something because you need to be stoned to get it.)
7) Lord of the Flies is probably the reason some people are scared from having children…or reading for a long LONG time. So Thank You William Golding…you bastard.
8 ) Always have an escape plan on hand for daydreaming purposes. Also fun are those 'kill the teacher' fantasies. Just make sure that you do not mutter under your breath during class as this will earn you some HIGHLY strange looks. (My teacher was so monotonous that it was like a train wreck. You just couldn't look away.)
9) If your teacher is picking out aliases for an essay... Give up all hope. They're all gonna be lame as hell.
10) Summer is hell. Something I liken to getting my teeth pulled without Novocain. However reading the book Don Quixote is often likened to having brain surgery without an anesthetic. The musical for the book is good but the book is...no polite or rude term describes it.
As you can see, reader of this strange paper is that I have learned a lot from the hallowed halls of my education institution. This is just one of classes I have taken at my school. I have decided to go tell you what each of them taught me this year: sophomore year, a ridiculous hard year
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A.K.A. What I Learned in Sophomore English
By: Bec (HopeNight)
THIS FOLLOWING ESSAY CONTAINS SOME FOUL LANGUAGE!!! Not a lot but still kids don't repeat this in front of your parents or polite company!
Currently in English class, we are engaged in the play known as Julius Caesar by Sir William Shakespeare. As per the class we read and discuss the relationships between the characters. Mainly we read aloud some scenes some of which I find quite interesting, others I would rather perform a root canal on myself then read. Anyway I have defined the character of Caius Cassius of a cold, heartless son-of-a-bitch that I would much rather beat up; then, like Marcus Brutus, fall to his delicate manipulations. Brutus is seemingly portrayed as an idyllic fool, who is constantly described as honorable.
Of course one, such as me, does grow bored with this constant classification. So when one grows bored with the average English II class. One must find some sort of interesting way to amuse and occupy her slightly warped, twisted, semi-demented, and/or perverted mind. This I have done with these following statements. Brutus loves Cassius. Cassius knows this and uses Brutus as his bitch. Said bitch using is for the betterment of the plot for the conspiracy, which Cassius says is for Rome. Of course we all know that Cassius is a son-of-a-bitch that I would rather pimp slap then follow him. Cassius uses his bitch, Brutus, for his own selfish reasons as well as other responsibilities. This is what my mind goes through during a reading of Shakespeare's work of Julius Caesar.
During these tortuous years known as High School, we are forced to read a lot of books. The most popular author among High School teachers is Shakespeare and other classic authors. Of course through a few years of reading said classics. One does notice a pattern. Said classic authors have some type of problem whether it is a drug addiction, alcoholism, strange sex fetishes, or marrying a relative such as a cousin.
Through this knowledge that all classic authors have SOMETHING wrong with them, I have drawn a rather simple conclusion. This is that Shakespeare was on one hell of a fun drug. Of course this was reached after reading The Tempest, great play by the way, and reading the character Ariel. Just trust me Shakespeare had to be on something to create Ariel. But this is just one example of a lesson that I have learned from Sophomore English. I have compiled a list of the top ten things that Sophomore English has taught me. The list is as follows:
1) As per the story Oedipus Rex teaches us. INCEST IS NOT GOOD!!!! PERIOD!!!!
2) The Tempest teaches us this: Do not try to drown your enemies. For all you know they may end up on some kind of crazy magical island plotting their revenge. On a complete and utter side note, this play led me to believe that Shakespeare was utterly stoned. (I feel this is worth repeating. A good book to look at for those who agree with me is My Name is Will: A Tale of Sex, Drugs, and Shakespeare)
3) Always have some good reading material or good distraction from class if placed in the back of the classroom. For the poor schmucks up front I offer this advice: Perfect the stare that makes you appear alive, but you're just dead behind the eyes. This is also a good time for imagination (please insert your own rainbows, unicorns, or mayhem, madness, gore...whatever catches your fancy).
4) English textbooks make an intimidating and rather threatening weapon, especially when over 1000 pages. If possible try to keep one on hand for when people act like idiots. As a side note make sure to have an excellent attorney on call as the act of hitting the textbooks over said idiots heads will get you sued or prosecuted for varying crimes.
5) Research Papers = Hell. Enough said.
6) One Title: The Garden of the Forking Paths.. Ten out of Ten people who read it agree with this one question: Now What was it that about again? (Now the guy who wrote THAT was definitely on something because you need to be stoned to get it.)
7) Lord of the Flies is probably the reason some people are scared from having children…or reading for a long LONG time. So Thank You William Golding…you bastard.
8 ) Always have an escape plan on hand for daydreaming purposes. Also fun are those 'kill the teacher' fantasies. Just make sure that you do not mutter under your breath during class as this will earn you some HIGHLY strange looks. (My teacher was so monotonous that it was like a train wreck. You just couldn't look away.)
9) If your teacher is picking out aliases for an essay... Give up all hope. They're all gonna be lame as hell.
10) Summer is hell. Something I liken to getting my teeth pulled without Novocain. However reading the book Don Quixote is often likened to having brain surgery without an anesthetic. The musical for the book is good but the book is...no polite or rude term describes it.
As you can see, reader of this strange paper is that I have learned a lot from the hallowed halls of my education institution. This is just one of classes I have taken at my school. I have decided to go tell you what each of them taught me this year: sophomore year, a ridiculous hard year
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