For four years, I asked myself “why the hell did I study English and literary studies”, why didn’t I just go for mass communication, or something more related to the theater. Well, it’s because my dad would have killed me. What’s funny, is how I now appreciate the course I studied. Oh Yes!,it got so boring at some point. Come to think of it, I wanted political science sometime at the beginning. Yes,I’m laughing at my indecisiveness. Well, that guessing game that made me pick English and literature helped polish who I am told. The course taught me that the language English, and the course literature Indirectly helps in shaping your life. I helps you understand humanity and every emotion ,and affair that comes with it. No I’m not talking about parts and figures of speech. I’m talking about the break down of every words. How it helps you understand the emotions and actions of its characters. How those words can Connote and denote various meaning. I love my course. It made me understand the literature of my life. My on going auto-biography.