“The wreckage will not become a funeral mount for me, but will serve as a height I have clibed to attain a wider feild of vision. My pride and my power of vision were all I owned when I starter-and whatever I achieved, was achieved by means of them. Both are greater now. Now I have the knowledge of the superlative value I had missed: of my right to be proud of my vision. The rest is mine to reach” -Hank Rearden, Atlas Shrugged

So I’m finished with my Atlas Shrugged Essay, its been submitted and I never want to look at it again. I know I won’t win, because a) its not my best work, by any means and b) its like decathlon. the winning essay never makes any sense and usually sucks. Mine doesn’t suck enough and makes too much sense. If you read the winning essay from 2001 you’ll understand…

I’d post the essay here, but I don’t want to obsess over it. After November 23, when I find out that I didn’t win and can get a free book (!!!) I’ll post it.

Writing this essay only got me more obsessed with the book, but I have to put it away for a few months, because I don’t want to read it and obsess about things I should have put in my essay. I was really limited (only 1000 words) so I had to be concise to a fault. I know some people who read this are currently reading Atlas Shrugged so I won’t go on my other rant about this essay and the part of the book it’s based on, because I don’t want to spoil anything.

In other news:
I am going to kill whoever keeps changing the requirements for an IA minor/major.

Now I have to go to Feminist Political Thought & watch the Lib Fems get upset by the professor’s comments.