Has been... interesting as of late.

Of course, there is the great deal of work that comes with every single class. I just pulled off a 6 page paper in less than 4 hours. A respectable feat I believe. And I skipped English today and cleaned my room with a vengeance. It's nice now, but I know it's going to get messy in a few short days (or hours).

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A review of my classes so far:

Seminar: Images of the Body
-- This class sounded really fascinating when I signed up. I loved the reading list, Virginia Woolf, Walt Whitman, Kate Chopin. But then I get to class, and one of the first things the prof says is that she has cut out Virginia Woolf, the author I wanted most to read. Damn. But I think it'll ( Read more... )

So it seems all of my friends are heading back to their respective schools, leaving me here all by my lonesome, the sole exception being my mother. Lovely. Being home is just great isn't it? But I guess I'll just have to console myself with reading the last installment of A Series of Unfortunate Events and finding out what happens to those gosh ( Read more... )