I hate dead blogs, and I feel like my blog is slowing down and almost becoming one of those.
I have an art history final today. It's about poststructuralist art theories and approaches. I'm pretty scared right now. I just really want to do very well, and I hope that I can. I've studied, so that should mean I'm ready, right? I feel ready-ish.
So life has been busy. The semester is winding down. I have a final project to finish, a presentation to give, and an annotated bibliography to also finish. I'm scared of this bibliography. It's so huge, and I'm worried I won't have enough sources or what I'm writing isn't what my professor is looking for, etc, etc. And then finals. Crap. That's all I have to say.
Next week is Art History week for me. On Wednesday, I get to go pick up my scholarship that the art history department is giving me. Did I mention that I won this scholarship I didn't even apply for? Yeah, I was totally stoked/excited. I wish more scholarships were like that. Then I'm giving a ten minute (ohmygosh, I fluctuate between, "ahhh, how will I talk for this long?" and "ahhh, I need more time to talk!!") presentation on Rembrandt's The Night Watch. And finally, on Friday they have senior these presentations, and I should go. I'll have to do that someday, and I find this concept rather frightening.
Classes for next semester. Basically, I don't know when I'm supposed to pick classes, and I have no idea what I'm taking. Quality planning for my future.
