Last Day Before Classes! & Wordcount 1/23
Jan. 23rd, 2011 11:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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First, the weekly (?) wordcount post:
An Artist of a Heart (formerly Impression of a Heart): 46 pages / 22,000 words
EK Book I: 15 pages / 6000 words (technically it's more than that, since I wrote part of it longhand and I have yet to type it up)
So it's the last day before classes officially start, which means...actually, I'm not sure what it means, considering that last semester, I managed to keep up my word quota swimmingly for the first three weeks. Then I got distracted, and then the work really kicked in.
...I was going to reflect on the vacation, but I realized that would have quickly become a shopping list of activities (I hung out with my family! I got dragged along by my mom to go shopping! Iharassed tutored my sister in the SAT!). So I'm going to talk about last semester instead.
I actually don't have fond memories of the fall 2010 semester. Getting my grades made me look back on things with rosier glasses (I still don't know how in the world I got an A in my super-hard chemistry class...), but my impressions of last semester, in retrospect, was that I procrastinated/got distracted a lot, saw fewer people, and complained. All the time. I also remember several instances when my mood hit rock bottom--when I felt isolated, because the people whom I'd considered my friends never visited me; when I was rebuked by my psychology professor...etc.
(The episode with my psych professor haunted me for some time after the semester ended. It was enough to put me off from the psych major, actually...)
I'm hoping that this semester will be different. *crosses fingers*
First, the weekly (?) wordcount post:
An Artist of a Heart (formerly Impression of a Heart): 46 pages / 22,000 words
EK Book I: 15 pages / 6000 words (technically it's more than that, since I wrote part of it longhand and I have yet to type it up)
So it's the last day before classes officially start, which means...actually, I'm not sure what it means, considering that last semester, I managed to keep up my word quota swimmingly for the first three weeks. Then I got distracted, and then the work really kicked in.
...I was going to reflect on the vacation, but I realized that would have quickly become a shopping list of activities (I hung out with my family! I got dragged along by my mom to go shopping! I
I actually don't have fond memories of the fall 2010 semester. Getting my grades made me look back on things with rosier glasses (I still don't know how in the world I got an A in my super-hard chemistry class...), but my impressions of last semester, in retrospect, was that I procrastinated/got distracted a lot, saw fewer people, and complained. All the time. I also remember several instances when my mood hit rock bottom--when I felt isolated, because the people whom I'd considered my friends never visited me; when I was rebuked by my psychology professor...etc.
(The episode with my psych professor haunted me for some time after the semester ended. It was enough to put me off from the psych major, actually...)
I'm hoping that this semester will be different. *crosses fingers*
