Tomorrow I'll be attending my last undergraduate class ever (barring something completely unforeseen and tragic) at my professor's house. This is all very strange, I have to say. The finality of it all hasn't quite sunk in yet.

For example, today it only occurred to me a few hours after the fact that I'd had my last class with K.T., after having ( Read more... )

I have come to a crossroads in my life ( Read more... )

Instead of writing a lengthy entry no one wants to read (with the exception of maybe one or two of you) about why I'm currently more captivated by D.H. Lawrence than Virginia Woolf (and I'm still not quite sure why myself), here is an anecdote from my class on the said authors ( Read more... )

Particularly at this ungodly hour ( Read more... )