Just a few years ago, it seemed so easy to pull a 1000-word paper out of thin air. These days, I feel like having a spinal tap would be less painful.

I am down to 3 more classes before I finally get my B.S. (That is, Bachelor of Science — although it may have a dual meaning here.) I should be sprinting toward the finish line, but instead I feel like I’m crawling on all fours, suffering from dehydration and heat exhaustion, wondering out loud, “how much farther, Papa Smurf?”

Not far now.

Unfortunately, my brain is shutting down, my Muse has taken flight, and studying takes so much more darned efffort than before that it’s incredible. All I can think about is what my free-time pursuits will be after I finally graduate. (Read books for leisure, do some creative writing, learn to speak Japanese, hone my Photoshop skills, exercise regularly! Oh, the wonderful activities that await!) Senioritis revisited.

I had to call it a night on my paper. Let’s hope my brain is just tired and that after a good night’s sleep that I’ll be refreshed and ready to pump out another 550+ words to meet my minimum content requirement. Talk about putting the B.S. in Bachelor of Science!