me and english, sitting up in a tree...

I'm seriously considering majoring in English. Phew! That was hard getting out there. Of course, I'll be doing Eng Lit. Several reasons I've convinced myself of are:

• There's a possibility that I only have to take 2 semesters of French, instead of the 4 that I think I'll have to take.
  
  
• Blogging and weblogs in general have sparked my interest in writing. There was a time once that I considered becoming a journalist because I wanted to travel the world. Just like Christiane Amanpour.
  
  
• I love books. I love reading well-written essays.
  
  
• The satisfaction I get when an essay I turned in gets an "A" is overwhelming. I've never been prouder of me.

But I have to say that writing sucks. It's time consuming. It's hard, especially since I’ve been know to procrastinate on occasion. When I'm writing the essay, I've never hated anything more in my life. Writing on a time limit, with a deadline, is absolutely draining.

I just have to decide if my giddiness at the possibility of me not having to take extra French classes are overriding my common sense.

I've had great results in English so far. But I'm going to have to work extra hard because I need to get my grammar up to par if I want a chance to succeed. I know the basic stuff, but if you get anymore technical with me, I'll cry.

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