Wow…Here we are; the final classes of our semester, the final weeks of utter anxiety. We survived…almost.

I would have to say, “Elliot Spencer” has been my absolute favorite story we’ve examined thus far. I love Saunders for his ability to transform language through unconventional syntax and structure. The discussions that arose, surrounding the importance of language were incredibly interesting both the read and to write. It was the perfect way to end our adventures with literature.

As for finals, I enjoy the lack of busywork, yet struggle to develop concrete plans and strategies for working through our comprehensive assignments. I’ve done my best to layout the next two weeks, attempting to fit research papers and biology exams between work and sleep. Sleep is growing fainter and less effective at combatting exhaustion, but it remains vital nonetheless.

I’ll keep this brief for I fear I am losing my ability to communicate properly at this level of cognitive function.

‘Tis the finals season. I wish you all the absolute best of luck! I have seen wonderful work from my peers this semester, I have no doubt you will all continue to do great things. I must remind myself (and I recommend you all do the same) that at the end of the day, all I can do is try my best. The rest remains out of my control so what’s the use in stressing over it. Though, I could use another puppy photo right about now…

Update: (12/04) I just saw an article on Singapore’s approval of “lab-grown chicken meat,” becoming the first country to do so. Sounds uncomfortably familiar to Oryx and Crake’s “ChickieNobs” and I’m frankly worried for our imminent doom.