Ilsies by Jane Juice Review
It's gud. I like the parts with cions.
Isn't this a lovely post? There's a story behind it and why I'm actually keeping it here.
I just recently finished up my college degree. I've been trying to finish those four years of college since 2001. I finally graduated in the May of 2017. I majored in English and the English department at my school is very small. I took many classes with the same people from one semester to the next. In one particular online course, I had to do a group assignment. It was somewhat about Thomas Hardy and Tess of the D'urbervilles but also about literary theory and analysis and other things I've already forgotten. It was a nightmare. I'm admittedly a control freak. It's hard for me to not take charge in a group setting, not because I want to be the boss or because I think I'm smarter or better at whatever we're trying to accomplish, but because I become very anxious and feel the need to have control. I had no control over this group. We were assigned a presentation for a final assignment. We discussed our parts early on and, of course, no one stuck to their roles. Most of the group activity was just me emailing the other members and asking them if they had started yet. Barely anyone did their parts and when I realized this at the very end of the term, I did my best to fill in the gaps. All of a sudden, there was a group email from two of the members who happened to be friends and roommates. They had decided that they would be organizing everyone's work and presenting the materials. "It will work better this way because we live together." I argued that we (I) had already pretty much finished what we could after working on it for months. I submitted my part of the assignment and emailed my professor with my concerns. I also told her that I wasn't going to be present for the optional live presentation. She offered to read my contribution in my place and I accepted. Somehow, in between that conversation and the day of the presentation, we all entered the upside down and the two roommates decided to give the entire presentation themselves. It was recorded (it was slides on webinar type thing) and I listened to it the day after it was presented.
I literally cried. It was so terrible. Neither of them could pronounce D'urberville. Neither of them had read the book. This was clear by their claim that Tess and Angel rose above the problems of a small town and, literally, walked off into the sunset together.
Anyhow, at one point, while discussing theories or something, one of the girls said something about "Ilsies by Jane Juice" and I laugh-cried while my husband, who was also listening, just laughed.
So, the next Christmas, he bought me this blog and got it all set up for me as a surprise. (Let's look past the fact that it has taken me two years to make a post.) He also made the first blog post for me.
He thinks he's hilarious.
I love him a little.