the perfect man This morning I was so not looking forward to going to class. In fact for a few hours I even thought about not going. Something about last week had left a definite negative impression on me. To put it another way, class had ceased to be fun and that was a primary reason for taking the class. It was meant to be a break from work and give my mind something else to focus on for a few hours. Now I felt that all of that had been lost. I went anyway. It is my money after all and I am an adult. ... I seem to remember the majority of people in class thinking of Jane Eyre as being a romantic novel, which is fine with me. The novel certainly does have that kind of aspect with Jane and Rochester filling the roles of heroine and moody love interest. None of that bothers me. The Wide Sargasso Sea, which we read as a prequel of sorts to Jane Eyre, isn't though. Instead of being a mystery novel with a crazy woman in the attic, we have a novel about how she might have come to be that way. Once again that is fine with me and seeing how Jean Rhys created the background for these two characters was worthwhile reading. The purpose of the class is to examine the Victorian novel being rewritten from a modern point of view. What did bother me was when a few women started to use the word "pig" to describe the Rochester character in Wide Sargasso Sea. Sigh. Suddenly I found myself in Oprah land and I wanted to escape. Yes, I can understand talking about the motivations of a character, but sometimes people get a little too emotional about what is happening in a piece of fiction. Thankfully J Crew girl was bright enough to say that it's just a book people. I could have hugged her after she said it. ... Class dynamics make me smile. What I mean is that it always seems to be the same small group of people that do the talking. Yes, I happen to fall into that category, because I would rather talk than sit in silence for an entire hour. How a person can just sit through class without saying something is beyond me at times. Okay, maybe shyness plays a factor, but a person must have some kind of opinion of what they read. Then again maybe they didn't read the assignment and just want to be spoonfed what the professor thinks about the reading material. I don't know. Right or wrong, I also have a fairly good rapport with the professor. Let me explain. After we had one of those moments of silence, she asked me for my opinion and I asked why. She said because I looked at her. Personally I find this to be funny, but it makes sense. She knows that I'll talk if no one else will say anything. My answer may not always be the one that she or everyone else wants to hear, but I have no problems with speaking in class. ... Part of me thinks that it would be incredibly funny to ask Miss Zealot out. All that I would have to say to her is that we seem to think the same about so many things that it only seems natural to go out. She probably would fail to see the humor in it, but sometimes I do like to play the role of asshole since I do it so infrequently. Of course I have no intention of bothering her and it isn't because I find her annoying. Actually she strikes me as being a fairly nice person, if not overly eager. After watching her some more she just seems to be the kind of person who tries really hard to be sensitive to various social issues, which is fine. The world can't be filled with cynics like me. I also want to mention that I now sit directly across from her and J Crew girl. This way I can make eye contact with both of them when they are talking.
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