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icepixie1900-ish words on the essay, but I haven't really said a whole lot. And I don't want to finish it. I want to crawl into a hole and not come out until June.
I think I may have offically reached the "burnt out with school" part of my higher-education career. Any vague thoughts I ever had of grad school are in the process of dying quick and silent deaths.
In addition to just being burnt out on academics, I'm really missing taking classes besides English right at this moment. If one of the two essays coming up in a few more weeks was just a history essay, or an anthro essay, or something, March 18th wouldn't look so depressing. Heck, I'm starting to miss tests. Oh, yes. What I wouldn't give for a Bio test right now, man. And to think in freshman year I was looking forward to taking all English classes--what was I thinking? Never shall I whine about distribution requirements again. (Well, there's the fact that I got all mine done last year, except for a quarter-credit of choir. Details, details.)
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Found out this evening from a girl in my flat that Cornwall is actually pretty difficult to get around without a car, especially if one wants to go to Land's End, and also that my mom's suggestion of the Isles of Scilly would be far beyond our limited budget. I see a third of our spring break plans disentigrating before my eyes. *sigh* Oh well; we have a week to really firm up our plans before we need to start ordering plane tickets and booking hostel/hotel rooms and stuff.
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laserhead: "Well, along with the rest of Kenyon, I have lost the ability to spell. Which means, of course, that it is Phling this weekend."
It may be the lateness of the hour, but I'm cracking up at that. *cackles* Our collective Phebruary illiteracy is always good for a laugh.
I think I may have offically reached the "burnt out with school" part of my higher-education career. Any vague thoughts I ever had of grad school are in the process of dying quick and silent deaths.
In addition to just being burnt out on academics, I'm really missing taking classes besides English right at this moment. If one of the two essays coming up in a few more weeks was just a history essay, or an anthro essay, or something, March 18th wouldn't look so depressing. Heck, I'm starting to miss tests. Oh, yes. What I wouldn't give for a Bio test right now, man. And to think in freshman year I was looking forward to taking all English classes--what was I thinking? Never shall I whine about distribution requirements again. (Well, there's the fact that I got all mine done last year, except for a quarter-credit of choir. Details, details.)
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Found out this evening from a girl in my flat that Cornwall is actually pretty difficult to get around without a car, especially if one wants to go to Land's End, and also that my mom's suggestion of the Isles of Scilly would be far beyond our limited budget. I see a third of our spring break plans disentigrating before my eyes. *sigh* Oh well; we have a week to really firm up our plans before we need to start ordering plane tickets and booking hostel/hotel rooms and stuff.
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laserhead: "Well, along with the rest of Kenyon, I have lost the ability to spell. Which means, of course, that it is Phling this weekend."It may be the lateness of the hour, but I'm cracking up at that. *cackles* Our collective Phebruary illiteracy is always good for a laugh.
