BUT. As excited I am to start the new semester, I'm also getting very, very nervous about several things. This is going to be a very trying, very busy semester. All of my classes, save Tai Chi, call themselves "time intensive." Meaning after I slack off tonight I will have no choice but to work my behind off every day for about four months. I guess I'm finally in college.
I'm already pretty backwards this term. Of my 4 real "academically-driven" classes, I am tremendously excited for one, looking forward to two, and dreading the last. What's wrong with this is that the one for which I'm excited, I have absolutely no interest in the material. It's a poly-sci class, and I can't stand politics. Thinking about it makes me cringe. However, the 50 minutes I spent in the class today were the most entertaining minutes I've spent in a classroom. Screwy. Also, the class I'm dreading is the one for which I technically should have the most interest...seeing as it's my current major. However, this education class is going to fill me right up to the brim with busy work and useless information from a teacher I can't respect or even understand. It's interesting how much difference the teacher makes in my loving or loathing a class. Which, I guess is a reason why I feel so strongly led to be one. Teachers matter. But really, my worst teacher, as far a I can tell, is teaching me how to become a teacher? This is one of the few instances where I don't quite find the humor in the irony. I'm going to have trouble finding patience this semester.
So first day back summary: Interesting classes will be the academic death of mean and awful classes will result in the termination enjoyment of education...happy as a clam yet royally screwed... eh. I'm optimistic :)
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