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My first year of grad school is almost over. Now to work an assistantship over the summer and take one class online so I can teach a section of freshman English in the fall semester. I have never wanted to teach, but find myself incredibly excited about this. I'm in English Studies which means I can take whatever english classes I want. Next semester: film studies, 19th century poetry, and creative writing. Let the awesome begin. Next spring, I start my thesis. I complete my thesis over the summer, when I fully intend on studying abroad in London. For real this time. My thesis keeps changing incrementally, but still revolves around Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. I'm presenting my research at a conference at a different university in two weeks, and am waiting to hear if I got into a conference in Hawaii next November. I have never felt more academic.
I'm dating a boy who is wonderful and just enough unlike my ex to make me adore him.
I just listened to a full 2 minutes of a Christmas song before realizing that it WAS a Christmas song, and that it's definitely April.
I turn 23 in two hours.
I'm dating a boy who is wonderful and just enough unlike my ex to make me adore him.
I just listened to a full 2 minutes of a Christmas song before realizing that it WAS a Christmas song, and that it's definitely April.
I turn 23 in two hours.