Do-It-Yourself Sentence Fragments
Horrible sense of encroaching doom! But it is probably just the end of term.
I think I might have made some stupid life decisions. And some of them might have been my choices of academic pursuits. It is not too late! I can still turn back and take... something. I guess. I really don't want to.
So, yes, I will be majoring in English. And minoring in Religious Studies. And having ridiculous doubts and dreams about sinking ships. Oh Dear. But this is really what I want to study! Really! It is what I like to do! (At least until I remember that I actually have to do things.)
I hope that I remember to learn to procrastinate less. (I hope that I remember several other things, as well.)
I am losing track of what day of the week it is and what week of the month it is, but I haven't forgotten that tomorrow is April!
Oh, dear.
I need an anchor, and I need more sleep. Oh, God, I just need summer. I just need make it for eleven, twenty-two, thirty-four days...
I don't know if you can tell from reading this, I'm pretty sure that you can, but I have been doing too many experimental English projects, while simultaneously not actually getting anything done that I could possibly want to hand in. Also, I had to register for next year today, and that always makes me a little crazy. Scheduling has been awkward and I've ended up with several courses which seem, quite frankly, like really terrible ideas.
Oh... deer? There is a deer outside my dining room window.
I think I might have made some stupid life decisions. And some of them might have been my choices of academic pursuits. It is not too late! I can still turn back and take... something. I guess. I really don't want to.
So, yes, I will be majoring in English. And minoring in Religious Studies. And having ridiculous doubts and dreams about sinking ships. Oh Dear. But this is really what I want to study! Really! It is what I like to do! (At least until I remember that I actually have to do things.)
I hope that I remember to learn to procrastinate less. (I hope that I remember several other things, as well.)
I am losing track of what day of the week it is and what week of the month it is, but I haven't forgotten that tomorrow is April!
Oh, dear.
I need an anchor, and I need more sleep. Oh, God, I just need summer. I just need make it for eleven, twenty-two, thirty-four days...
I don't know if you can tell from reading this, I'm pretty sure that you can, but I have been doing too many experimental English projects, while simultaneously not actually getting anything done that I could possibly want to hand in. Also, I had to register for next year today, and that always makes me a little crazy. Scheduling has been awkward and I've ended up with several courses which seem, quite frankly, like really terrible ideas.
Oh... deer? There is a deer outside my dining room window.