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May. 12th, 2010 06:51 amThere's something kind of nice about staying up all night reading. I think this might be how other people feel when they, like, play boardgames or something. A return to the simpler pleasures of childhood, that kind of thing. Except I still play boardgames as intently as my 10 year old brother. The conditions have to be just right for staying up all night reading: you have to have things you ought to be doing, but nothing too urgent. You have to have a good book to read... Actually, those are about the only requirements. But at some point even I grew up enough to mostly spend my all-nighters trying to get homework done. Just reading is nice. And summer is also quite nice.
My semester was lame. Well. It had its good points. Dated this girl for a while, she was cool. And I remain quite proud of this paper I wrote about the history of Hawaii-US interactions. It had footnotes. Oh, and I read some great books for my science fiction class. Including the Dispossessed, and now I kind of want to read everything Ursala K. Le Guin has ever written.
Lots of debate amongst my friends as the semester ended also. Of my five close friends, two probably aren't coming back to this school next year, and I have no idea what I'm doing. The ones who are leaving think I should go to the school they're moving to, and the ones that are staying think I (and the leaving ones) should stay. On the one hand, it's nice to have people who want me around, but it makes it harder to decide to leave, which I think would be the right thing to do.... if I didn't have such great friends here. So I have no idea.
Speaking of books, I'm having a problem in that in the year I've been here, I've accumulated a few dozen books, and now I don't know what to do with them. I'm trying to avoid shipping stuff home, but I'm also constitutionally opposed to getting rid of books in any way ever. As far as personal crises go, though, I suppose that's not a bad one to be having.
My semester was lame. Well. It had its good points. Dated this girl for a while, she was cool. And I remain quite proud of this paper I wrote about the history of Hawaii-US interactions. It had footnotes. Oh, and I read some great books for my science fiction class. Including the Dispossessed, and now I kind of want to read everything Ursala K. Le Guin has ever written.
Lots of debate amongst my friends as the semester ended also. Of my five close friends, two probably aren't coming back to this school next year, and I have no idea what I'm doing. The ones who are leaving think I should go to the school they're moving to, and the ones that are staying think I (and the leaving ones) should stay. On the one hand, it's nice to have people who want me around, but it makes it harder to decide to leave, which I think would be the right thing to do.... if I didn't have such great friends here. So I have no idea.
Speaking of books, I'm having a problem in that in the year I've been here, I've accumulated a few dozen books, and now I don't know what to do with them. I'm trying to avoid shipping stuff home, but I'm also constitutionally opposed to getting rid of books in any way ever. As far as personal crises go, though, I suppose that's not a bad one to be having.
