Four more weeks.
Mar. 27th, 2011 04:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sechan19Since lj has become the place where I go to bitch about things, to paraphrase a super-savvy friend of mine, here it is.
I hate taking Chinese at New City University.
And I mean, I hate every fucking minute of it. Just the prospect of having to do it depresses me--putting me instantly into a sluggish, lazy, inefficient mood that makes doing even the things I enjoy difficult.
I can't remember the last time I dealt with anything as ungraciously as I've been dealing with this, but - in my defense - I can't remember the last time I had to put up with this kind of fucked-up-donkey-show.
But there is a light on the horizon. In four weeks I'll be out, and I'll never have to take Chinese again at New City University again. I'll have a Chinese-free summer, in which I will study stuff that I actually love to study, and in the fall I'll take Classical Chinese.
Four more weeks and out.
Of course, that's also four more weeks until I have to turn in a major paper that I haven't even started to write yet (although I have pretty well planned out at this point). And four more weeks to come up with ways to spend time in Japanese class, because I've really passed the point where I need to take directed readings. I read just fine on my own now.
Four more weeks.
Lord, give me the strength.
Or, you know, whatever.
I hate taking Chinese at New City University.
And I mean, I hate every fucking minute of it. Just the prospect of having to do it depresses me--putting me instantly into a sluggish, lazy, inefficient mood that makes doing even the things I enjoy difficult.
I can't remember the last time I dealt with anything as ungraciously as I've been dealing with this, but - in my defense - I can't remember the last time I had to put up with this kind of fucked-up-donkey-show.
But there is a light on the horizon. In four weeks I'll be out, and I'll never have to take Chinese again at New City University again. I'll have a Chinese-free summer, in which I will study stuff that I actually love to study, and in the fall I'll take Classical Chinese.
Four more weeks and out.
Of course, that's also four more weeks until I have to turn in a major paper that I haven't even started to write yet (although I have pretty well planned out at this point). And four more weeks to come up with ways to spend time in Japanese class, because I've really passed the point where I need to take directed readings. I read just fine on my own now.
Four more weeks.
Lord, give me the strength.
Or, you know, whatever.
