Ah, the last weekend approaches before the start of classes. I'm trying to bask in my free time before it all goes dwindling rapidly down the pipes. This is the point where I'm still convinced I will have all the books read and papers written and tests studied for weeks in advance. If you turn weeks into hours, you have my goals by mid-semester, and by tweaking those hours (with a big, red pen) into 'ever! before class! come on, woman, work!' you have my mantra as the semester draws to a close. You would think that, if I could predict it, I could change it, huh? But it never quite works out. It doesn't help that procrastinating is my middle name. Yes, it took quite a while as a child to work out how to spell that - too many n's, I think.
I'm off to sloth about with a book. I need to get all my reading-of-choice in before the semester starts. I always find it ironic that no English major that I know ever really has the time to do much free-reading. It's a sad, sad lot.
10 January 2008
Anticipation
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I agree! I was an English major in undergrad and I had the same thing happen. There was no fun reading since I was so exhausted after my required reading. Oh, the irony.
When I was in my last semester of senior year as an English major, I had 3 lit classes and a history class resulting in the need to read 40 some books (I do not recommend this). It took all the joy out of reading and even when I got time back to read for pleasure, it was months before I was able to enjoy it!
Luckily as English majors we usually enjoy at least some of the non-pleasure books as well. :)
Next semester I'm taking two lit courses and a honors writing course, as well as Spanish 2. You can better believe I won't want to read in any language for a long while.
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