I just came to the realisation, some time this morning, that due to the fact that I won’t be having any exams for both my units this semester, I’m going to have a buttload of assignments. Is it strange that while I’m feeling a little stressed out at the amount of school work that needs to get done, a part of me is excited at the prospect of doing assignments?
I’m weird that way.
There are readings to be done. Superbly dry readings at that. There are seminars to attend and participate in, followed by essays to research and write. A full work load, if I must say so.
This semester is totally going to be an interesting one.