Upon turning in my final paper today and completing my first quarter of graduate work, I'm feeling reflective and would like to share a few thoughts...
Procrastination never goes out of style. The paper is due at 6 p.m. today. I was up at 5 a.m. this morning to finish writing it. I did the same thing for the last paper. History repeats itself. Ironically, I learned this while cramming for a history final as an undergrad.
You know your spell check is outdated when it doesn't recognize "blogs." Following the spell check of the nine-page paper, I was stoked to learn that I had no spelling errors, except for "new" words like "blog" and "Facebook."
Homework still sucks. I dreaded reading for class even if I liked the book. Something about required reading tastes like pennies to me.
I haven't had this much fun since kindergarten. The last time I was this interested in class I was in kindergarten. Who doesn't love coloring? School is really boring between 1st grade and about your third year of undergrad because most of what you learn is force-fed by educational institutions. Once you choose your major in college, learning becomes interesting again. There's a significant 14-year gap. I'm glad I'm well out of it and am metaphorically coloring in class again.