In high school, I used to pride myself on the fact that I could work with noise in the background. And I could. My friends used to marvel at it, because they required absolute silence.
Welcome to college.
aka I can’t work with background noise.
I walked in my room the other day and my roommate had the television blaring. It took me less than five seconds to figure out if I was going to get anything academic accomplished that night, I was going to have to leave the room. So I did. And I got stuff done. Right now there’s music in the room I’m studying in and I cannot get written the paper I’m supposed to write. I’m debating on how to approach this issue. :/
Anyway, blogging is probably the last thing that’s going to help my paper get written. But I just thought I’d share that strange realization with you before I go back to writing about Andromache and Thetis and Homer. :]