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lackluster motivation

Yep, it's that time of the semester. 
When papers, books to read, tests, quizzes, and projects threaten to overwhelm and drown us all. 
When we look longingly at the date of our last class or final, and take great pleasure in placing big, fat, solid black lines through completed items on our ever-growing to do lists. 
When everything not related to school seems infinitely more appealing...because it is not related to school. 
When we know that finishing is simply going to take getting started and getting it done. 

But knowing that and doing that are two completely different things. And since I have a (rather long) paper on a (very large and complicated) people group due in 2.5 days plus an astonishing lack of motivation and ability to concentrate, I decided to blog instead.

Here's what my next four weeks look like:
3 papers
2 class presentations
5 tests
7 quizzes
1000+ pages to read

plus some other stuff that isn't directly related to classes.

Now, here's what I'm looking forward to, both before school is over (!) and in the summer. This is what is keeping me going, basically.
The Great Gatsby finally comes out in theaters
Free time
Reading. For fun. Books I want to read 
My family coming to NOLA to visit
Actually going through all my stuff to clean, organize and get rid of 
Time to enjoy the city (which I so rarely do...ever)
Putting effort and time into some projects I've had going for a long time
Maybe time to see friends who don't live in NOLA

4 weeks. 
That's all that's left for this semester. 
We can do it, friends. 

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