Basketweaving= the greatest thing since Bookbinding

No, I did not change my major to "Nouns that start with "B" and verbs that end with "ing""

But I'm thinking about it.

I had my first basketweaving class last night, and it was awesome. All I want to do right now is go home, get out my spray bottle, and start soaking strips of ratan wood to finish weavign my market basket. But sadly, I'm involved in this thing called "academic classes" which means that instead I have to be in the library right now trying to write a response paper for my Robert Frost class. Good thing Frost is also awesome, or I would quit right now. Although frankly, studying Frost isn't helping me be more invested in my college education. He dropped out of Dartmouth halfway through his first semester. What happens to college drop outs? They get numerous Pulitzers. Apparently he hated beign told what to read and when--he said he could go home and read whatever he wanted to on his own schedule, and be as educated as anyone else. SOUNDS GOOD. That's the thing that's been bugging me this semeseter so far. I'll be honest--usually, given leisure time, I'll squander it watching trashy TV or reading trashy books. But htis semester, the stuff I'm trying to do on the side is actuall yproductive to my intellectual growth and my personal development! I just want to weave baskets, help paint Celia's living room, and read Brideshead Revisited! Is that so wrong? Apparently it is, because I'm supposed to be spending my time making up garbage to be my 'response' to Frost's first book of poetry and doing Stats quizzes. Stick a fork in me, I'm disenchanted with the enforced set up of my college education.