The unfairness of it all

Shakespeare once said that every sigh costs the heart a drop of blood. Well, right now I am in need of a humongous transfusion...

So there's a Really Big Fat GWS Conference going on tomorrow (a Graduate Symposium, to be exact) RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET FROM MY PLACE.

And guess who is missing most of to all of it?

That's right, yours truly. How unfair can that get??? Damn class and work! I mean, I know some folks skip class all the time, but I'm not the type to do that. (Stupid ethics!!) WHY must the Really Big Fat GWS Conference be that day? Why can't they do it Friday (yes, I know it's Unofficial, but I'd rather be with Feminists than drunks)? Or some other day? Loads and loads of feminist topics and speeches and I won't get to see them!!! The unfairness of it all!!!! That is worse than last year, when U of I hosted the gay conference. I felt bad about not seeing Angela Davis and missing most of the workshops, but at least I attended two. And I was in the Vagina Monologues, so I was the "entertainment" for it. The thing is, I got to partake in and be part of one of the attractions for the gay conference. And it was on a weekend, when no one had classes. This is worse! WHY couldn't they have done it on a weekend? Or any other day but that?

Okay, I know I am whining, but it's just not fair. I love conferences, and I am not particularly thrilled about missing this huge one. Oh well. I am presenting at another one in April, though. It's more of a history conference than a GWS one, but I like history too. EVEN STILL...I am NOT at all pleased about missing that big conference tomorrow.

I'll let the band say how I feel...

Helter Skelter

When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide,
Then I stop, and I turn, and I go for the ride.
When I'm back at the bottom, then I see you again!
Yeah yeah yeah
Do you, don't you want me to love you?
I'm coming down fast, but I'm miles above you.
Tell me, tell me, tell me, come on tell the answer.
You may be my lover, but you ain't no dancer.
Look out!
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Yeah Yeah
Will you, won't you want me to make you?
I'm coming down fast, so don't let me break you.
Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer!
Well, you may be my lover, but you ain't no dancer.
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
LOOK OUT!!
When I get to the bottom, I go back to the top of the slide,
Then I stop, and I turn, and I go for the ride.
Then I'm back at the bottom, then I see you again!
Yeah yeah yeah
Do you, don't you want me to make you?
I'm coming down fast, but don't let me break you.
Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer!
Well, you may be my lover, but you ain't no dancer.
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Helter skelter
Yeah!

--John Lennon/Paul McCartney



What is finals week/grad school apps/conference doing to me? I think this is how I feel. Just going from the bottom back to the top and doing it all over again! All I do is write! I write and write and write! And then I write some more! I'm probably deforesting some humongous rainforest as we speak--so much for "Going Green," huh? I need a break, otherwise I think I'm gonna go nuts before my conference!
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But I will not crack. Alex does not crack easily. She might tear out her hair and blast the loud music, but she does not crack. Mark my words, I'm gonna take all this writing and make it the best I've ever done, even if it kills me! Prepare for no sleep and excessive amounts of caffeine, I'm kicking this time's puny little @$&! GWS majors wrote the book on the ancient art of ass-kickery. If we can dismantle the patriarchy and fight hegemony, then mark my words, some apps and essays should be nothing new. I might go insane, but I'm gonna rock this thing like it's never been rocked before!