Pop Goes the Weasel

The new semester has awakened something in me, in a way that only the Spring Semester can. It always seems that between January and May that I am revitalized in way that no other months can achieve. I think it's very symbolic, but very true. That I, too, slumber during the cold of Fall and Winter. And I, too, am reborn in with the Spring.
This semester seems promising, thus far. I love all of the classes that I am taking, especially my Sociology class about Media and Pop Culture. It is everything that I am interested in. I have assignments where I am supposed to spend time watching TV, or listening to music and noting the lyrics. I have to be tested on all of the trivia that I have spent my life memorizing, and I am now told that there is cultural value in what many have considered nonsense. It's a very rewarding and promising experience.
I haven't really made the time for reading that I might like, but it's been okay. I know that I will get around to it soon. I just have several books from McSweeney's that I am really interested in reading, and so I do want to get to them. I just know that when the end of the day rolls around that I only feel like listening to music or doing something mindless to unwind.