Spring break started yesterday right after I left my French conversation class. Yeah right. My spring break has nothing to do with doing the fun stuff normally associated with “spring break.” First of all, I’m too old for that crap. I’m 49. It would be way creepy for me to show up to a beach some place and party with all the young-uns running around doing stupid stuff even if I probably would rock a wet t-shirt contest.
Nope. None of that. I’ve got way too much homework.
- I have an outline for a philosophy term paper to create (I already turned in the abstract and annotated bibliography, so I’ve already done a bunch of the leg work).
- I have an outline for a rhetoric term paper to create (this one is based on three smaller papers I already wrote for this class, so not hard either).
- I have a paper to write for my French class that has to be in French.
- I have to write a movie review of a French movie to write for my French conversation class that also has to be in French.
- I have to write a presentation for my French class and memorize it, because the presentation must be in French with no notes.
- I have to write a paper about a religious studies conference I attended last month for the philosophy class.
- I have to write a paper about the eight novels we covered in my English Genres class.
- I have to write a small reading response about Chaim Perelman for my Rhetoric class (due tonight).
- I have to read Toni Morrison’s Beloved for English Genres.
- I have to do a bunch of online French homework so it won’t interfere with the rest of the semester.
- I have to write a French journal entry for every day of spring break which will be pretty repetitive since I’m not going any where.
Oh yeah, I’m gonna have a great spring break. Maybe I’ll eat some cake to celebrate spring break. Maybe a candy bar or something.