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I can't wait until I'm an English teacher and I can write what I want instead of... okay, my professor doesn't make me write anything. Kinda wish he did. Seriously, 100% in grade twelve Writers' Craft -- I should be writing! Get me to write! Gah!
Anyway. I can't wait until I can make students write. I'll be all, "Write, BAHAHAHAHA!" No, seriously. My students will think I'm on crack or something. They'll adore me, but they'll think I'm on crack.
I'm really torn about what classes to take next year for English. My professor said I'd have no trouble taking the third year Shakespeare course, but I'd also kind of like to take something where I'd be writing. Like with art and how I want to draw -- WTF. Let's back up a sec. Why am I taking the courses I'm taking? Anyway.
I keep thinking about how if I dropped down to an English major with an FA minor, I'd be able to take both and not worry about hating my art courses so much. 'Course, if I just stopped taking art... Okay, that kind of hurts -- like actually, physically hurts -- to think about.
*siiiiiiiiiiiigh* I don't know what I'm gonna do.
*checks her e-mail* Yes! Okay, I can totally recover concerning my absences in MA throughout January (bloody constantly being ill and frickin' wisdom teeth) -- I may not be particularly fond of my TA, but when it comes right down to it, she's a good chickie.
So. ST test, JP test, MA presentation, oh my... English essay coming up AGAIN, God they never stop, do they... And y'know what? I have a cold again. A nasty one. Started at two o'clock this morning. I've never actually been able to pinpoint when an illness started before. It's not as cool as it sounds.
Buuuuuuuut I'll cope. I always do. Or usually do. I'll do my best to keep on top of things. Speaking of which. I really should return to making my kanji flashcards. Yes, that's every bit as lame as it sounds, but I don't care. They look pretty good considering I bought the index cards at the convenience store and am drawing the kanji on myself. Pfft, you're just jealous.
Ta ta.
Anyway. I can't wait until I can make students write. I'll be all, "Write, BAHAHAHAHA!" No, seriously. My students will think I'm on crack or something. They'll adore me, but they'll think I'm on crack.
I'm really torn about what classes to take next year for English. My professor said I'd have no trouble taking the third year Shakespeare course, but I'd also kind of like to take something where I'd be writing. Like with art and how I want to draw -- WTF. Let's back up a sec. Why am I taking the courses I'm taking? Anyway.
I keep thinking about how if I dropped down to an English major with an FA minor, I'd be able to take both and not worry about hating my art courses so much. 'Course, if I just stopped taking art... Okay, that kind of hurts -- like actually, physically hurts -- to think about.
*siiiiiiiiiiiigh* I don't know what I'm gonna do.
*checks her e-mail* Yes! Okay, I can totally recover concerning my absences in MA throughout January (bloody constantly being ill and frickin' wisdom teeth) -- I may not be particularly fond of my TA, but when it comes right down to it, she's a good chickie.
So. ST test, JP test, MA presentation, oh my... English essay coming up AGAIN, God they never stop, do they... And y'know what? I have a cold again. A nasty one. Started at two o'clock this morning. I've never actually been able to pinpoint when an illness started before. It's not as cool as it sounds.
Buuuuuuuut I'll cope. I always do. Or usually do. I'll do my best to keep on top of things. Speaking of which. I really should return to making my kanji flashcards. Yes, that's every bit as lame as it sounds, but I don't care. They look pretty good considering I bought the index cards at the convenience store and am drawing the kanji on myself. Pfft, you're just jealous.
Ta ta.