Days pass and I fail to write in the dizzying round of class, homework and sunshine. In the infrequent half-hours I permit myself to lie by the pool I feel guilty, but the relaxation it affords me is well worth it.
My new roommates are fun and keep the apartment alive with music and laughter, but they leave in August, and I'm starting to look forward to the fall with trepidation. I really hope that my last year of undergrad sees me with fun - or at least decent - roommates.
My one class is tiring me out. The constant reading makes me unwilling to read for pleasure, and less inspired to write here or anywhere else. I can't wait for this half of summer to end, and the second half to begin. Egyptology should be so much more fun than public relations. Less theory can only be a good thing!
Studying for the GRE has completely petered out after I took it the first time, but my score of 1220 isn't half good enough and I need to start studying again, retake it, and get a good enough score to get me into a good grad school.
Test tomorrow, studying calls.
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despite the daily hurdles and masses of criticism, the writing continues - and there is glamour in the offing
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