Don't you know that I'll go crazy?
December 5th is the last day of classes for me.
After that, it's a few final exams (nothing that I can't handle after the crap this semester put me through), and then I don't have to think about anything academic for over a month.
I'm looking forward to throwing myself back in to fandom for a little while (CHAPTER 10 OF "I GET BY" OMG YAY!), and catching up on my reading. I'm unfortunately very, very weak whenever it comes to bookstores, and have ended up purchasing a ton of new books despite my promise to myself not to.
(Luce, you ever read King's "The Dragon's Eye"? It was recommended to me by a coworker as being a good bet if I enjoyed The Dark Tower. I'm reading it in short spurts between paper writing sessions, and haven't really gotten far enough in to it to be sure what I think yet.)
Unfortunately, a few things still lay between me and freedom.
-Three journal entries for Educational Sociology (one page each)
-Three journal entries for Special Education (same as above)
-Approximately 1,000 words in Education Paper of HELL, DOOM, and BRIMSTONE.
-Edit said Education paper (Due Friday. BIG FLIPPING PRIORITY.)
-A 2,500 word paper for Canadian Literature that I should be able to dash off easilly enough. Due on the fifth. (Main concern being the finding of sources, and proofreading like a MOTHER.)
When I put it like that, it hardly seems like much at all. Huh.
I now have to go hand in my paper on the Spanish Inquisition. And if you can't hear it, that's the sound of me biting my fingernails. I hate Chicago style citation with a bitter, burning passion, and suck at it to boot.
Luck, yes?