My brain is fried

[stacer]

So my semester's not officially over, as I'm still working on papers on extension. New personal record: writing two entire papers in one day. Granted, they are very short papers (2-3 pages a piece) but they are on very different subjects so I had to switch gears mid-day. Or rather, mid-evening, because I spent most of the day on one of them and kind of rammed through the second, hoping that at least turning it in by the midnight deadline, even if it's crap, will be better than not turning it in at all. (I thought I spent the entire weekend preparing for the first paper, a multicultural critique of a particular book, but then realized last night at 1 am that I spent the whole weekend working on the wrong book. I had looked at the wrong week's readings.   I'll be able to salvage that by using that book for my final paper, but it made today quite hectic in getting the papers done.)

Hence, my brain is mush.

Thanks be to all that is holy that I have a friend who likes--asks, even--to read my papers. While he read and proofed the first one, I was able to start on the second.

Now I can finally return this library book, which I've had since September.  

[Mad Dr Jeffe]

well at least you can vent, and it could always be worse. My roomate had his mom die on him and then dropped out of school and killed himself.

[stacer]

Um, yeah, my situation is not nearly so awful. It's not even the worst semester I've ever had. It's just been a little over-stressful lately and yesterday was a monument day, in that I finally got one part of it done.

And I got good grades on the two papers, to boot--my teacher just emailed me with comments and I got a B on that quick paper, an A- on the one I spent more time on. There's hope for me yet.

[Mad Dr Jeffe]

congrats... sorry about the dead roomate thing... its getting close to the anniversery and I always feel bad about it at christmas... He moved out the semester Saint moved in, and I was too busy hanging out wiht Eric as a friend to support my other friend I've always felt kind of responsible for what happend...

[EUOL]

What book?  (The one you've had since September, I mean.)

[stacer]

Locomotion, by Jacqueline Woodson. It's a novel in verse, a big trend in children's lit lately. She does it quite well. She's one of the few who uses poetic forms such as sonnets--and actually does it right. It was really hard to find a Campbellian archetypal thread in it for the paper, but I ended up coming up with something that seemed to fit.