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I feel like I'm allergic to schoolwork right now.
So bad, considering the sheer amount of crap I have to do from now until May 7th.
But all I want to do is lie on my bed, watch Dancing with the Stars clips (GET AT ME, I LIKE BALLROOM DANCE, OKAY?), eat pizza, laugh with my friends, finish the books I want to read for fun, and never ever, analyze another novel again. (or at least not for another three months or so).
Seriously though, I never thought I'd say this, but after this semester, I need a mega-break from English classes. Also, I don't know what it is, but even though I thought so many of my classes would be amazing, they just seem uninspiring and dull right now. They have their moments, but with the exception of my seminar, I won't be sad to leave any of them. (though I really like a lot of the people in my French Revolution class. They make it bearable. SERIOUSLY PROFESSORHEAD, HOW CAN YOU MAKE THE FRENCH REVOLUTION BORING?)
*sigh*
Long story short, I'm ready for summer. Even though I'll probably be really busy with some internship (which reminds me: someone finally got back to me, and that means Massachusetts this summer, huzzah!) I'll still have more time to read books I want to read and not analyze the hell out of them for symbolism and relevance, and time to write without feeling guilty about writing, and time to actually sleep without feeling guilty about sleeping. Oh college, how unhealthy you are in some ways.
Plus, I'm glad in some ways that I'm going to Ireland next semester. I mean, for one thing it's Ireland, but I'm looking forward to getting a new perspective of academia, learning at place that's not Smith, with completely new professors. In some ways, I feel like I need it. Despite the fact that I'm giving up an Evelyn Waugh Seminar (cries in corner) and a Shakespeare class with THE Shakespeare professor here, I'm still not that sad.
I need to stop being allergic to schoolwork though, and push through the last bit of the semester to do well. I have a 25 page draft due next Thursday, plus tons and tons and tons of reading, plus the Arthurian Legends paper of doom and gloom (because she's a horrifying grader), plus another paper. Yeah, being allergic to schoolwork won't cut it.
Basically: suck it up and deal.
and eat lots of ice cream, and drink lots of gin and tonic. (just kidding about the gin and tonic. well, partially). No, coffee would probably be better. Lots of coffee. So much coffee. I swear half my bloodstream is coffee by now.
So bad, considering the sheer amount of crap I have to do from now until May 7th.
But all I want to do is lie on my bed, watch Dancing with the Stars clips (GET AT ME, I LIKE BALLROOM DANCE, OKAY?), eat pizza, laugh with my friends, finish the books I want to read for fun, and never ever, analyze another novel again. (or at least not for another three months or so).
Seriously though, I never thought I'd say this, but after this semester, I need a mega-break from English classes. Also, I don't know what it is, but even though I thought so many of my classes would be amazing, they just seem uninspiring and dull right now. They have their moments, but with the exception of my seminar, I won't be sad to leave any of them. (though I really like a lot of the people in my French Revolution class. They make it bearable. SERIOUSLY PROFESSORHEAD, HOW CAN YOU MAKE THE FRENCH REVOLUTION BORING?)
*sigh*
Long story short, I'm ready for summer. Even though I'll probably be really busy with some internship (which reminds me: someone finally got back to me, and that means Massachusetts this summer, huzzah!) I'll still have more time to read books I want to read and not analyze the hell out of them for symbolism and relevance, and time to write without feeling guilty about writing, and time to actually sleep without feeling guilty about sleeping. Oh college, how unhealthy you are in some ways.
Plus, I'm glad in some ways that I'm going to Ireland next semester. I mean, for one thing it's Ireland, but I'm looking forward to getting a new perspective of academia, learning at place that's not Smith, with completely new professors. In some ways, I feel like I need it. Despite the fact that I'm giving up an Evelyn Waugh Seminar (cries in corner) and a Shakespeare class with THE Shakespeare professor here, I'm still not that sad.
I need to stop being allergic to schoolwork though, and push through the last bit of the semester to do well. I have a 25 page draft due next Thursday, plus tons and tons and tons of reading, plus the Arthurian Legends paper of doom and gloom (because she's a horrifying grader), plus another paper. Yeah, being allergic to schoolwork won't cut it.
Basically: suck it up and deal.
and eat lots of ice cream, and drink lots of gin and tonic. (just kidding about the gin and tonic. well, partially). No, coffee would probably be better. Lots of coffee. So much coffee. I swear half my bloodstream is coffee by now.