Jan. 8th, 2009

entropical: (natalie stressed)
It is entirely possible that I've spent too much time watching/thinking about British media. My brain has developed an accent.

Next Monday: DO NOT WANT. *clings to current life of sloth* I looked at the syllabus for one of my lit classes last night and then sobbed quietly. Two five-page-minimum research papers, two 12-15 minute presentations incorporating "extensive use of audio/visual materials," and a 12-15 page final paper with footnote-y hell. And that would be on top of two upper-level bio courses, another lit course, and my nemesis, Organic Chemistry. So what I'm thinking is that I want to not have a nervous breakdown, and in order to make that happen? The lit class is going to have to go.

Bleh. I feel all stupidly guilty over it, like I should be pushing myself harder. But the fact is, it's unnecessary: even dropping this class and picking up something equivalent next fall, that final semester will still be 15 credit hours at the most. It wouldn't be any inconvenience, I wouldn't be screwing myself over by doing this, and I tend to operate on an all-or-nothing basis when it comes to class. If I have that much work, Nothing stands up and shimmies enticingly.

...This is all very dull to people who aren't me, I'm sure. Um. *dances for your amusement*?

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