A Poem and also my notes from today's British Novel class in which Moll Flanders was Discussed and I almost Fell asleep because I am Fighting a Fever.

Poem For Tim

Here I sit in a worn out room, so bare,
With all of this empty paper to fill,
In the when I should be sleeping minutes,
Stabbing the time with pen, head with Advil.

Surrounded by books with good examples,
Of how to effectively put words down,
I look at the spines of inspired minds,
Then I simply squint and stare at the ground.

Now I stand by the broken window sill,
Just waiting for a gust of ideas,
But its cold and every story’s been told,
Except for that of my friend and Lea.

My friend Tim fell off of a moving car,
And to this day you can still see the scar,
Where they drilled an ample hole in his skull,
And they said if it hadn’t been for me,
His older brother, and the surgeon three,
He would most likely not be here at all.

But as he recovered, his condition,
Brought him down into a deep depression,
Making him quite susceptible to bad decisions.
That was when he met a doctor’s daughter,
Who seemed as refreshing as sweet water,
But cut deeper than his aforementioned incision.

I cannot detail every occurrence,
But can attest to Tim’s high endurance,
For the deadly drama she inflicted.
She, icier than the rings around Saturn,
And he, confined in a holding pattern,
Longed for their freedom, but felt restricted.

After much time went by he could not take,
Her manipulation and had to break,
The tie that had completely unraveled.
He had to get away from Florida,
Because it caused him to ignore God.
Tim decided it was time to travel.

So, my good friend then moved to Seattle,
Where he does daily corporate battle,
Amongst middle aged women and cell phone towers.
The wonder child who pushed through tubes that were tied.
Many said he shouldn’t even be alive.
Now he mingles with T-Mobile’s higher powers.

Oh Tim, how can I possibly begin,
To do this tale any sort of justice?
These are broad strokes leaving out all the jokes,
That could be told using smaller brushes.

Absorbed with books of quotes and metaphors,
Many records of thoughts, time, and living,
I tried to add something to this old shelf,
And fill this blank paper I’ve been given.

Notes on Moll Flanders

Moll is a product of the ......
Facts #1 & 2
More interesting things about this book.
[Important person to remember] - (insert date here)
Sufficient background covered in blistering detail.

• Bullet points to keep in mind
• Memorize this one in particular
• Use another pen color for easy recall of this point

Professor's personal opinion on material.

"Quotation to commit to memory."

Do not confuse student interjection for truth. More historical significance.

Stifle yawn.

Social conciousness is key, as well as conceptualization. (certain test question)

Pay attention to LEARNED SCHOLAR #9, 4, and 13 1/2, and also make note of author's use of language!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Try to follow visual strands verbalized through letters and other symbols, respectively. It is Imperative (double underlined) that comprehension of compressed character discussions be comprised of attributes indicated through words. Stress this.

It's all about semantics, honey.