I can't believe it. I honestly never thought I'd make it, but I have...and it's not over yet! I'm in my last semester of grad school and May is looming (so is my unwritten thesis, but you can't have everything).
School started this week and luckily I only have to be on campus Tues, Wed, and Thurs. Yep, I'm that lucky and, yep, I planned it that way. I just take/teach classes on Tues/Thurs and have office hours on Wednesday. That means I have automatic 4-day weekends and get to sleep in at least three days a week...because my first class doesn't start until 9:30 am.
My only problem? Well, I'm taking a class that I'm already regretting -- a class all about Toni Morrison and her writings. Honestly, it's not a genre I typically follow or types of books I purposefully seek out. I listened to "Paradise" on the drive home and was kinda "meh" about it. Needless to say, the moment I just THINK about doing the reading for the class I get tired and rack my brain for something, ANYthing else to do. Yeah, not the best indicator for the rest of the semester.
The thing about it is that I can't think of any other class that is offered that I'd like to take. There are no rhetoric classes (which is what my thesis is) being offered and everything else is kinda blah. The kicker is that I'll be writing two long papers, due at the end of the semester...about the same time I'm worrying about my thesis, defending, etc....and the two papers are throw-aways. I'll probably never look at them again.
-sigh- Unfortunately that's the adult world, where you don't get to do what you want, when you want, in the manner you want.
Wait... can someone remind me why I couldn't wait to grow up again.
Anyone?
Thought so.
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