Breaktime…
For the lack of better words, my brain hurts! I have only had two days of classes, and already I am missing the freedom of only leisure in my agenda.
For the better part of my day, I have been reading the words of Benjamin Constant and Rousseu. While I find it a delight to read and further enlighten myself with ideas of “thinkers” from the past, I find it a little irritating that I do not comprehend their words at first glance. It isn’t until the very end, when I am on the edge of completely losing hope for comprehension, that I am filled with joy that I finally understand what they were talking about!
I can already see how this class is going to make me a headcase, but now it is time for something that love studying…US history. peace
I am a New Yorker. I like to live at a fast pace, and although I am thankful for some down time, I do find the calmness weird.
I am a 23 year old college history student who likes to go out, workout, make money, read...as long as I am doing something!
I am stuck to my opinions, and if I think you suck, I will say it. I am able to take what I dish out though. Thick skin... that's what Brooklyn did.
I like to think I know myself, but I'm still trying to figure it out.
Some have called me metrosexual, GQ, or even a hipster. I don't feel that any fit, and I do not like the labels. Anyway, you may be the judge.
Oh yeah, BROOKLYN WE GO HARD!
