Midterms and BAs and... gah

[evilhippo]

I've written about five pages of random stuff today. Two of them were for a paper (written in about an hour before it was due), and the rest was random fic that's been itching at me. And you know what's terrible? I've still got that essay-bunny. As if I need to write more essays. (And I know when I get back from class tomorrow, I'm going to sit down and either write that, or finish this fic. Then I need to write something that doesn't involve Roy or Hughes in some form, just for variety. And oh, holy crap now that I've started writing ideas down in earnest (because I'm required to for class) there's officially more stuff scrawled in the margins than there are actual notes for class. Gah. Today, almost half of these notes were musings on completely random psychological ideas I might want to work into a story someday. What's scary is that most of it was relevant to class. I wasn't paying enough attention to have actual notes, but my notes in the margins are relevant. Yay.) I also went to a meeting about my BA for next year... which was kind of nice, in that most of the people talking about it were interesting sorts. But mostly terrifying, because I need a 3.5 and my GPA in English right now is actually lower than my normal GPA (though it's only got two classes in it). My normal GPA isn't near 3.5. (Though it could be farther away, I suppose.) Then, even if I manage a 3.5, unless my BA is good (as in, really good), I don't get honours. So this whole thing could be a giant exercise in futility. But, at least I'll have tried, right? (Because, you know, the amount of stress I deal with isn't bad enough already.)

Speaking of stress, I've got a midterm in film tomorrow. And the more I read and go over, the less I feel like I remember. I never used to be afraid of in-class midterms, but now that all of my grades suddenly matter a ton, I'm terrified. Fun, eh?

But hey, once I'm done with this, I have no more homework for the rest of the week! Well, save for the two responses I have to do for fiction, and the reading I have to finish before Friday. But that's so much less work than I usually have to deal with!

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[solitaryjane.livejournal.com]

Also, think of it this way. Honors? Good to have. Impressive. No honors? Not a big deal. Impressive that you survived four years of U of C. So, don't sweat it too much. :-)

[evilhippo.livejournal.com]

Honours = a matter of reestablishing my very-battered pride. (-; And also a way of counteracting the fact that I haven't entirely accepted that everyone else seems to think my major is total BS. ^_^