Sufjan Stevens. Listen to him and love him. Because he is close to one of the most talented people making music today. Beautiful.

Also, I've learned how to knit. Last night I sat up for far too long with Raine learning to knit things, and now it consumes my life. I sit and think about how much I want to get back to my knitting. Is that sad? Haha I'm making the world's widest scarf, but I will still wear it with pride when I finish it in a year. It takes forever. Oh well.

Too much studying, and it was officially still nighttime when I woke up today at 7:30...I didn't see any sort of light until after first block. A bit scary.

Doing quite an interesting presentation on Tuesday for English comparing some Linton Kwesi Johnson to some classic British Romanticism. If you've never read "She Walks in Beauty" by Lord Byron or "When I Have Fears That I May Cease to Be" by John Keats, then you're missing out on some of the best writing in the world, in my opinion.

"...Then on the shore of the wide world I stand alone and think,
Till love and fame to nothingness do sink." -John Keats

"How passion spent we droop like sapless vines
in the winter of our minds."-Linton Kwesi Johnson

How does one get to be like that? I am simply envious.