Back to school...
Here I go again, back for my last year of college. I'm pretty much done with all my undergrad requirements. I am taking my last philosophy class, Metaphysics and Epistemology (We'll be talking about Darwinism and schools of thought that were influenced by and opposed to it). I'm taking a Sociology class on Homicide (230 or more students, lecture-type class, I've heard that it's a good class), an internship at the county courthouse (there's a class connected with it, meets once a week from 6-9 pm...crazy!), and a Political science class about national security and strategy. I need to do well this semester. I'll have to be on my toes for the philosophy class, there'll be a reaction paper every week, plus an oral report, term paper, a midterm exam, and a final exam. I would drop this class, but I need it to graduate. Polisci will keep me busy too. Every take-home test is writing intensive, but this time I have take-home quizzes. So far, I have four. The first one is due Friday. I have readings for Homicide, easy enough. And tomorrow I go to my internship site...first day! I'm pumped.
My summer was okay. It was really rainy for most of it, but it doesn't have to be sunny if you read. I read a lot of Anne Rice books. I didn't finish Taltos, but I read most of The Vampire Chronicles. I also met some of my dad's classmates from Taiwan. I can't understand Taiwanese, but I do know some Mandarin. One of them sent me some Chinese movies to help me learn more Mandarin. I like them. If I didn't have school, I'd be watching them right now.
It's good to be back at school. I saw some of my fellow philosophy majors, some familiar professors, and some highschool classmates.
Just to affirm to myself, this year I will do better in my classes. No more feeling bad because I didn't do as good as I wanted. I need to try, because I feel like I wasn't really trying. I study some, turn in assignments, but I'm not really going at it with my heart in it. No matter what I feel or what is going on in my life, I need to have a focus point. I need to keep moving forward. Emotions do play a role in work effort. How life goes, work benefits or suffers. Well, I can't let that happen.
My summer was okay. It was really rainy for most of it, but it doesn't have to be sunny if you read. I read a lot of Anne Rice books. I didn't finish Taltos, but I read most of The Vampire Chronicles. I also met some of my dad's classmates from Taiwan. I can't understand Taiwanese, but I do know some Mandarin. One of them sent me some Chinese movies to help me learn more Mandarin. I like them. If I didn't have school, I'd be watching them right now.
It's good to be back at school. I saw some of my fellow philosophy majors, some familiar professors, and some highschool classmates.
Just to affirm to myself, this year I will do better in my classes. No more feeling bad because I didn't do as good as I wanted. I need to try, because I feel like I wasn't really trying. I study some, turn in assignments, but I'm not really going at it with my heart in it. No matter what I feel or what is going on in my life, I need to have a focus point. I need to keep moving forward. Emotions do play a role in work effort. How life goes, work benefits or suffers. Well, I can't let that happen.