I first read this prompt on Tuesday and here I sit at the last moment writing this post, again, last minute. This time it was not for a lack of effort. This question of tradition troubled me. For the first time I realized that I really don’t have any. Honest to god. I’m not particularly religious, in fact I’d consider myself an agnostic. I’m not in touch with my English roots, or any roots for that matter. So what do I have? Continuing with the dark tone of these blog posts: I have nothing. This doesn’t make me sad though. In fact I couldn’t care less. I have the rare opportunity to create my own rituals and traditions. Which I think is cool on it’s own. But this topic of tradition is running dry so, having sufficiently answered the question, I’ll move onto another topic.

There’s a lot on my plate for these next few days. I just had likely my hardest midterm, but there’s still 2 essays and 2 midterms in front me in this next week. Time management will become an issue this weekend as I take my first visit to my home. I’m hoping I’ll be able to focus and work on the take home exam for Ethnic Studies. I’ve had it surprisingly easy so far at college. Procrastination was something I had  a tough time with in highschool and only expected it to get worse as I made it to college but have found quite the opposite to be true. But as I return home what will I find? Will my newly found work ethic remain? Or will I become my old self once again? No telling as of now.

After the Ethnic studies work I have this weekend I’ll have a HIS 201 midterm and an essay due in the following weeks. Both of which will require significant chunks of my time. By the time I seriously start working on those I’ll be back in Eugene rested and ready for work. But I’m still concerned over my grades in this class. I’ve always done exceptionally well in History topics and I’d like to continue that trend. This class, like all the others, is different from high school though. I’ve had to learn to read again in essence. I never had to read in highschool because I did well without it, but I’ve had to undo the damage of the last few years in order to be successful in college. I’ve gotten quite used to reading little snippets of information with instant gratification. In essence shortening my attention span to nothing. This has been my main challenge so far in history. Regaining my attention span. But it is, slowly, coming back my way.