An 8-10 page paper. A 3-4 page paper. A 1-2 page paper. A 5 minute presentation. A chapter test. All of these are this week. Oh good goddamn.


But at least I have chickena Scarecrow icon.

Full disclaimer: I'm tired and a bit weepy, so I may ramble/not make any sense

I don't think I want to be an English major anymore. I don't think I can be an English major anymore.

Rozelle's class has made me realize that... I don't like it. I don't like doing literary crit. I don't like writing about other people's stuff. I want to write my own stuff.

And... I've been feeling like this pretty much all semester, but I haven't had any idea what else I could major in.

I hate that class. I mean, a lot of it is interesting, and Rozelle's actually pretty funny. But I hate it. It doesn't mean anything to me. It has no value. And it's what I would be doing for the rest of undergrad, as far as I can tell. And I don't wanna do it anymore. I'm sick of these damn essays and papers about some dead guy's writing. Ugh.

So I've been trying to think of what else I could do. And tonight I talked with my mom about this idea I've been kicking around in my head for a while. I think I want to do some sort of activism/advocacy for the queer community.

And that's so vague, I know, but it's more of an idea than I've ever had for what to do as an English major. And well... I think this is more necessary, if that makes sense.

So, I may need to change majors, but I'm not sure to what. I was thinking sociology, but I don't know. I think I'm going to talk to a prof here in the near future. The one I have in mind is really nice, and should actually be helpful; I also know from some previous conversations that she's queer-friendly, so I can be up-front about my possible new plan.

So... yeah. Thoughts?

Ugh. Thank you Dante and English class, for reminding me (as if I needed it) why I'm not a Christian. >:| Also, Girl in Class, maybe you should not call the teacher a prostitute.

Yeah. This is gonna be fun.