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Goal: Learn all of the words in the English language, with special attention to GRE vocabulary words.
I'm taking the GRE on Wednesday, and I'm absolutely psyched! I've been studying vocabulary like mad!
In my cozy apartment, studying all evening, a delicious strawberry banana crepe from The Crooked tree to eat as I work, guitar to practice during study breaks...could it get any better? I spent all weekend in a whirlwind of excitement, scavenger hunt at the Museum of Natural History, thai food, wandering through the city together, buying books on Finnegan's Wake, studying for the GRE together...the perfunctory rituals of my life become magical around him, and I feel like our passions fuel each other to mamoth proportions...I never thought it could be this way, this wonderful, this in sync, this magical and natural and passionate and playful and intellectual all at once! It's like we are literary scholars and at the same time 10-year olds playing in the woods, interested in everything.
Though I will not let the other areas of my life fall by the wayside the way I know I have done in the past...this is more than ever a time for me to focus on myself. My grad school applications are almost complete, and the GRE looms before me, and I am about to start an art program at Gregorio Luperon, about to plunge into my writing career in a way I've been meaning to for a while. So...falling in love is wonderful, magical, blissful...but I must not allow myself to be swept away to the point of abandoning all pragmatism. I am a romantic, and it's dangerous at times, but I must keep my feet firmly grounded.
I'm taking the GRE on Wednesday, and I'm absolutely psyched! I've been studying vocabulary like mad!
In my cozy apartment, studying all evening, a delicious strawberry banana crepe from The Crooked tree to eat as I work, guitar to practice during study breaks...could it get any better? I spent all weekend in a whirlwind of excitement, scavenger hunt at the Museum of Natural History, thai food, wandering through the city together, buying books on Finnegan's Wake, studying for the GRE together...the perfunctory rituals of my life become magical around him, and I feel like our passions fuel each other to mamoth proportions...I never thought it could be this way, this wonderful, this in sync, this magical and natural and passionate and playful and intellectual all at once! It's like we are literary scholars and at the same time 10-year olds playing in the woods, interested in everything.
Though I will not let the other areas of my life fall by the wayside the way I know I have done in the past...this is more than ever a time for me to focus on myself. My grad school applications are almost complete, and the GRE looms before me, and I am about to start an art program at Gregorio Luperon, about to plunge into my writing career in a way I've been meaning to for a while. So...falling in love is wonderful, magical, blissful...but I must not allow myself to be swept away to the point of abandoning all pragmatism. I am a romantic, and it's dangerous at times, but I must keep my feet firmly grounded.