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And since I love you all, and am procrastinating, as mentioned in my last post, I'm going to quickly explain why I haven't talked to anyone this semester. Really. It wasn't just you I haven't been spending time with, it was everyone. Except my boyfriend, but he's special, and he hasn't been seeing me much either.
Anyway. See, I've got this disease. It's called senioritis. And it makes it unbelievably hard to get any work done. I've also GOT to finish school with something to show for my four years here, or I will cry. And possibly go jump off a bridge. I don't know why I want this so much, since it wasn't really something that I thought about for the first 2.5 years I was here, but I need to have accomplished something concrete, other than, you know, getting my diploma, which is an accomplishment in itself, I know, but...yeah. So this semester I've gone a bit insane.
This is the reasoning behind my thesis of doom. I'm really tempted to put that on the title page. Thesis of Doom: Art and Culture in Nazi Germany by Kindree Knoepfle. Unfortunately, see, a thesis involves writing. A LOT of writing. Now, I like reading, which theses also involve. And I can write, but I actually don't much enjoy it. And the more I do, the less I enjoy it. I am at the point now that I DETEST IT. But I am gradually forcing words onto the page. And if you see me this week, make sure I've got my computer and am typing, or if I'm eating, send me to my room, don't let me sit around chatting. I need to type.
But that isn't the only thing. See, as a senior, I need something to do next year. Seniors don't just automatically get to go back to school next year. It's the same thing as high school, where, you know, you graduate and they kick you out. So, since they're kicking me out, and I don't have a default "thing" to do next fall, I need to find something, so that I'm not living in my parents' basement and getting yelled at for the rest of my life. So, in the interest of finding a job I actually enjoy, I have two internships. They are cool. I like them. I would like them more if they were five minutes away, instead of an hour or so. But they take up time. So three days a week I am basically out of commission.
And then I have a class, which is no fun, since I am a senior, and the acute senioritis I have makes going to class rather a drag.
So this is why you don't see me. Just wait, though. When all youse people are taking finals, I will only have one. And my thesis will be done, and my internships will be over, and I will PARTY!
Anyway. See, I've got this disease. It's called senioritis. And it makes it unbelievably hard to get any work done. I've also GOT to finish school with something to show for my four years here, or I will cry. And possibly go jump off a bridge. I don't know why I want this so much, since it wasn't really something that I thought about for the first 2.5 years I was here, but I need to have accomplished something concrete, other than, you know, getting my diploma, which is an accomplishment in itself, I know, but...yeah. So this semester I've gone a bit insane.
This is the reasoning behind my thesis of doom. I'm really tempted to put that on the title page. Thesis of Doom: Art and Culture in Nazi Germany by Kindree Knoepfle. Unfortunately, see, a thesis involves writing. A LOT of writing. Now, I like reading, which theses also involve. And I can write, but I actually don't much enjoy it. And the more I do, the less I enjoy it. I am at the point now that I DETEST IT. But I am gradually forcing words onto the page. And if you see me this week, make sure I've got my computer and am typing, or if I'm eating, send me to my room, don't let me sit around chatting. I need to type.
But that isn't the only thing. See, as a senior, I need something to do next year. Seniors don't just automatically get to go back to school next year. It's the same thing as high school, where, you know, you graduate and they kick you out. So, since they're kicking me out, and I don't have a default "thing" to do next fall, I need to find something, so that I'm not living in my parents' basement and getting yelled at for the rest of my life. So, in the interest of finding a job I actually enjoy, I have two internships. They are cool. I like them. I would like them more if they were five minutes away, instead of an hour or so. But they take up time. So three days a week I am basically out of commission.
And then I have a class, which is no fun, since I am a senior, and the acute senioritis I have makes going to class rather a drag.
So this is why you don't see me. Just wait, though. When all youse people are taking finals, I will only have one. And my thesis will be done, and my internships will be over, and I will PARTY!