"Much madness is divinest sense to a discerning eye"

I'm trying to write a paper from my Biblical Interpretation class, but it isn't going well at all. In fact, it is already 3 weeks late. This is the admission of a woman who has never been late turning in an assignment in her life.

It is difficult not to feel like a complete failure as a person, much less as a student. I can't blame my tardiness on any good reason. It's true that I've been spending a significant amount of time with Mr. A; that is a good reason. I spend a little bit of time every day gazing at the ring on my finger; that is less of a good reason, but still a reason. I spend a lot of time with nothing on my mind at all, as though my rational processes had entirely ceased! It is as though I couldn't formulate an argument to save my life!

The amusing thing is that people still mistake me for a deep thinker, including Mr. A. Just because I have a pensive expression on my face doesn't mean I'm thinking great profundities. I might be composing nonsensical poetry.

I asked Mr. A. how he felt about being the main cause of my madness.

"I like it just fine. Thanks," he said.

He says he doesn't mind if I'm crazy as long as I am crazy about him.

Quite sensible, that man. At least I'll be getting an A in his class.


Sue said…
Yep, and that's major!

chantell said…
Omg, super cute.

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