I really don't know what's going on with me. I want to write. And not just babble on the page... but write essays and arguments, things that need time and cultivation, things that require quotations, all in proper format.
It has been more than a year since I turned in my psychological analysis/profile. I started off with a C in that class--I admit, my academic writing was horrible (it was 5 years between my thesis and this paper)--but I ended up with a semester A... and I think it was due to my profile. It probably wasn't my best work, but it was enough to get the job done... and I'm pretty sure it was compelling. But yeah, I miss writing with a purpose. It's been a cool while since I've had to write something with such importance. Yeah, it's only for class that I merely took because I was bored, but I felt like I was uncovering something, some truth to the human condition. <-- That sounded so dorky. 0_o
So, I apologize in advance if I ended up posting an essay (with references and all) about Harry Potter and social theory. Muahahahaha.(It probably won't happen.)
And my favorite Harry Potter insult (at the moment): Go accio some commonsense. Ahahaha.
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