Procrastination

Here's the deal.  I have severe writer's block for my term paper for my 19th Century Lit class.  Don't get me wrong, I actually really like this class, and I enjoy my topic for the paper - insanity in the Victorian woman - but I have zero inspiration right now.  Maybe that's because it's not two in the morning which seems to be prime writing hour for me...Awful, I know. Haha.  I can only write in "that chill which comes over one at the coming of the dawn, which is like, in its way, the turn of the tide" (Bram Stoker).  Where is my turning of the tide at 5:30 in the evening??  Apparently resting up for another late night...

I am done with school in 4 days.  Thursday at noon I'm done with my last final.  Hallelujah!  I'm ready to head home and spend several days relaxing before the craziness that is Summer 2012 truly begins.  I'm soooo ready!! Come at me, Summer!

Finals Week is a funny time.  A wave of impostors descends upon Zimmerman.  There's seriously a 50% increase in the amount of people at the library.  All of my favorite study spots have been hijacked.  Starbucks is making bank: there are 8 Starbucks drinks in my immediate vicinity. And suddenly the motivation that's been faithfully walking next to me all semester deserts me.  All I want to do is lay in the sun and read a book.  Okay, done complaining.

Must. Write. Paper. Good luck to everyone else taking finals and finishing up school! Summer's just around the riverbend!