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Well I've been thoroughly engrossed in schoolwork for the past few weeks - and I must say, I'm (surprisingly) enjoying it (save for New Student Seminar, which is a stupidfest and waste of my life).

My English class is okay - nothing to write home about, actually. It's your basic freshman English: not everyone in there is a proficient writer. Actually, I'd wager that refers to most of the class, judging from some of the topics the professor is covering. Regardless, it's a nice little refresher course for me, having been out of the intellectual-writing-learning game for quite a few years.

But Classical Mythology.. hoo boy. Classical Mythology.

The course was initially labeled as simply "Mythology," so I expected that we would be studying a wide range of myths. I have to admit, I was slightly disappointed when I discovered the actual name of the class - I never was too interested in Greek or Roman mythology. I've always gravitated heavily towards the Celts and Norse mythology, perfectly to leave the Greeks and Romans where they lay. Silly me.