Thank you, John Green.
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— Alaska, Looking for Alaska
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Although we won’t study precalc because we left that shit behind at high school, thank the Heavens.
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Our poetry is pretty much
- Sex
- sex sex
- sex
- sex sex sex
- sex sex sex sex
- sex
- SEXX
- with a hint of
- ‘sex’.
- (and it’s not just implied. It’s very graphic. And it’s fantastic)
And whatever Shakespeare play/any play at all/even To the Lighthouse we study where there is a mother-son relationship, we are told to think about
‘Oedipal complex!’
‘Basically all the Freudian theories!’
Honestly, though - I thought it was like this in most schools, where students could study whatever the hell they wanted to no matter how ‘pornographic’ it is. Was it truly just my school that was so liberal? (I mean my school is kind of well-known for that and it is our main publicised trait)
Like, even my parents wouldn’t care- nah, actually, I reckon they’d be pretty shocked at what I learn in English literature. I just don’t tell them because it’s hard for me to translate the stuff we learn and their meaning and significance into Korean.
But STILL. Even today at our super-formal graduation ceremony our Valedictorian (a seemingly sweet Asian girl whose mind, like many of ours, has been corrupted by the sexual images and symbols in the literature we are told to bury our minds in) made a sexual reference to one of John Donne’s poems in her freaking speech.
let them go Before, behind, between, above and below
A seemingly innocent and inspiring quote that appears to instruct us to explore into our future. But the full quote is actually this:
Licence my roving hands, and let them go Before, behind, between, above and below
which obviously talks about the creeper’s hands ‘exploring’ his shorty’s body.
The same quote which caused those of us who were English lit students to snicker (or in my case, snort really loudly) whilst others cast confused looks at us (if they only knew).
Come on, people. Sex is sex. I went through 3 years of this and I’m still a virgin.
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