day 1 down
-- assuming, of course, that I don't do grad school or extended courses, which I'm 98% positive I will. Even leaving my two classes slightly overwhelmed and with a growing headache, the world just looks happier and I feel more valuable and useful when I have classes that I know will teach me something.
Today had Shakespearean Comedy and Narrative Ethics. The first was sort of boring only because I have already read everything we're studying for the first two weeks, and since he went over it all . . . I already knew it. Not going to lie, I pulled a Hermione Granger (once again . . . my worst moment to date was probably when I realized I'd just spend an hour reading the history of Emerson College . . .) and helped the teacher when he couldn't find links and copies he needed, which I knew where they were since I'd already read it AND watched the play we started watching. Was a bit turned off of the narrative ethics class at first because a.) it's got about 50 people in it, and b.) it's a literature-based philosophy class, which means just as much if not MORE reading than my other two lit classes I'm taking. However, I've decided to stick with it because a.) it's a topic that I find interesting and think will help with my own writing, b.) I'm already familiar with Socrates, Aristotle, Plato, etc., plus a whole slew of other philosophers since this will be my fourth philosophy class, so that gives me an advantage, and c.) it's almost entirely freshmen, and since he says that an average paper = C, mine will seem even less average simply because I am older and wiser, haha.
Also worked this morning and me and the little boy I nanny actually had a lot of fun despite me being so tired.
Now . . . I'm getting a pretty bad headache but I don't know what to do about it. I've only had coffee yesterday after not for about two months, so it can't be a caffeine headache, right? Unless my body was just waiting to spring back on that addiction. Also something smells really weird in my room and I don't know what it is . . . . Also my bookshelf is so beautiful and I have such excellent taste in literature. That's probably the one thing I'm super proud of about myself.
Anyway, Frank's got another martial arts class tonight, so I think my evening will be spent doing homework, napping at some point, maybe playing a bit of wii fit. I'm slightly panicked by all the reading I still need to get done, even though I'm so far ahead in almost all of my classes . . . it's like I *want* to be stressed even though at the moment I'm moving along just fine. But I also want to write a LOT and at this rate I'll be lucky if I can get a chapter out a week. I may be almost done with reading in one of my lit classes (one more book to read but it's the last one) and ahead in another, but I'm just the same as everyone else in the third, plus I have my BFA thesis and Honors thesis to do . . . plus work . . . I'm just going to have to be a reading and writing machine, is all.
Today had Shakespearean Comedy and Narrative Ethics. The first was sort of boring only because I have already read everything we're studying for the first two weeks, and since he went over it all . . . I already knew it. Not going to lie, I pulled a Hermione Granger (once again . . . my worst moment to date was probably when I realized I'd just spend an hour reading the history of Emerson College . . .) and helped the teacher when he couldn't find links and copies he needed, which I knew where they were since I'd already read it AND watched the play we started watching. Was a bit turned off of the narrative ethics class at first because a.) it's got about 50 people in it, and b.) it's a literature-based philosophy class, which means just as much if not MORE reading than my other two lit classes I'm taking. However, I've decided to stick with it because a.) it's a topic that I find interesting and think will help with my own writing, b.) I'm already familiar with Socrates, Aristotle, Plato, etc., plus a whole slew of other philosophers since this will be my fourth philosophy class, so that gives me an advantage, and c.) it's almost entirely freshmen, and since he says that an average paper = C, mine will seem even less average simply because I am older and wiser, haha.
Also worked this morning and me and the little boy I nanny actually had a lot of fun despite me being so tired.
Now . . . I'm getting a pretty bad headache but I don't know what to do about it. I've only had coffee yesterday after not for about two months, so it can't be a caffeine headache, right? Unless my body was just waiting to spring back on that addiction. Also something smells really weird in my room and I don't know what it is . . . . Also my bookshelf is so beautiful and I have such excellent taste in literature. That's probably the one thing I'm super proud of about myself.
Anyway, Frank's got another martial arts class tonight, so I think my evening will be spent doing homework, napping at some point, maybe playing a bit of wii fit. I'm slightly panicked by all the reading I still need to get done, even though I'm so far ahead in almost all of my classes . . . it's like I *want* to be stressed even though at the moment I'm moving along just fine. But I also want to write a LOT and at this rate I'll be lucky if I can get a chapter out a week. I may be almost done with reading in one of my lit classes (one more book to read but it's the last one) and ahead in another, but I'm just the same as everyone else in the third, plus I have my BFA thesis and Honors thesis to do . . . plus work . . . I'm just going to have to be a reading and writing machine, is all.