In some ways, it seems like my semester just started yesterday. But in reality, there is only the remainder of this week and next. Followed by a week of study. Followed by exams.
Time flies when you are having fun?
At this point I am desperately trying to get caught up with some of the reading that seems to have slid somewhere along the line and figure out what – if anything I really need to do to prep for the three courses in which I have exams. Following that – I will have two major papers to finish.
Not that I don’t have anything else to do in my life.
Knitting? Not since January. Same with Cross-stitch. The machine embroidery has been off and on. What I really need to do is study.
Which is why I am reading….. something else
Ah yes, remind me why we put ourselves through such torture?
because we are insane? Or because there are things we want to know and it is worth the pain to get there?