poems

This is very painful for me to say but I somewhat, kind of, sort of, enjoy some of the poems that we read. Don’t get me wrong, I still hate poetry, but I have learned that some of the stories behind the poems are really actually good. What frustrates me is the fact that they say it in such a complicated way. Some of the poems are easy and fun to read, but the ones that I have no idea what they are saying, are torturous. I understand that some of the poems are “beautiful” in that way that they are written, but I honestly could care less. I would rather know what the author is trying to say then have to fight to understand it. And when I do fight to understand it, I am almost always wrong. Maybe by the end of the unit I will be able to understand them more and appreciate the beauty, but until then I will continue to bash them. (for the most part) (except the cool ones)

On a happier note, in less than 24 hours I will be in Mexico lying on the beach. It is scary to think that this is my senior spring break. I still don’t feel that old.