What does it mean to do something for the sake of doing it, but at the same time hating the process, and when you finally throw in the towel and call it quits, you find yourself missing it so much that sometimes you even consider the possibility of doing it again even though you know that you're gonna hate the process all over? Does that mean you actually like doing it? Or that you simply hate to see other people having fun? I know I'm rambling, so please ignore this paragraph.
On a lighter note, I quite like the idea of writing a 2000 word essay for Theory class because it's so reminiscent of my JC history essay-writing days, but as always, when things seem dandy, sooner or later you're gonna drop straight into that infernal pothole. Allow me to be pessimistic just this once. I'm usually a cup-is-half-full-rather-than-half-empty person though. But jubilation aside at writing essays again, it's quite the task to write a 2000 word paper when all you ever grasped out a whole semester's lessons was the lecturer's name.