So Sorry if You Missed Me...

Upon the plea of my fellow bloggers, Matios and Orhan, I have (hopefully) returned to the blogging society once again.

I think that one of my problems has been my incessant procrastination. If I think of something to write about, I put it off until a “better” time has reached me. Thus forgetfulness takes hold and ::poof:: the inspiration is gone.

However, after needing to write, in 15 minutes, a short explanation as to why I am of the quality to take Honours level English courses at the University of Warwick in the Fall, I realized that the prime reason I have been inspired to write on my blog is probably due to the fact that I rarely wrote in general at all over the past few months. In fact, the ONLY essay that I had to write last quarter is my last post. I had two English classes and the only essay I wrote was for ART class!

As such, I shall now try to write, on my own, more frequently, even if they are not the scholarly masterpieces that I wish my posts to be, I suppose that I will share them anyways.

And now for a little insight into why I am an English major, I invite you to read that 250 word statement mentioned earlier.

“During my first class as a Political Science major, it took every nerve in my brain to stay awake through the dry lectures. My boredom reached such a point that I began using my class time to search the requirements for other majors. However, I ran into a slight problem; I didn’t have a back-up plan. I fretted about the major choice continuously until I realized something a few days later while sitting in a Freshman English composition class. No matter how dull I thought my professor to be, I loved reading, discussing, and even writing essays for my English class. Hence, that day after class, I went to my Dean’s office and switched majors.

Three years later, I have taken scores of English classes and rejoiced when I finally reached the level in my university career that the only classes that I needed to take were about Literature. Reading is not just work for me. I don’t read Ulysses or The Arabic Role in Medieval Literary History simply because I need to pass an exam after 10 weeks. Rather, I read because it inspires me and my inspiration flows through my fingers as they type furiously with the fervor of an aspiring scholar. It is with this passion that I feel I am capable to be taking English Literature classes at the Honours level. And where better to study the Literature of the English language, than in the home of its birth?”

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