My sleepy summer
meh okay, I want to make a proper post.
I have summer school and a part time job slated on my list of "things that will eat up all my free time", and for a while the prospects of having responsibility and a busy schedule sounded thrilling, but then school started.
6 hours. 6 hours of the same World History class with the same teacher and the same lectures. My teacher's kind of a cool guy, and he's really irreverent as to the words he uses because, hey, he came from the same neighborhood as us, he's not going to hide it. So that means gratuitous usage of 'shit!' "fuck that shit' and 'I don't put up with that shit'. And this guy's getting a doctorate soon. Damn. But still, I cannot for the life of me stay involved in a class for 6 hours. Towards the last two hours, I kept frantically looking at the clock to see if it was any closer to 2:35 (guess what, it wasn't). When I wasn't glimpsing, I was falling asleep. Yeah, old habits die hard.
And honestly? All we did was listen to the teacher introduce himself and have us do group ice breakers for 6 hours, so it wasn't like it was hard and stressful work. I guess personally, I'd rather prefer a history lecture. (I'm a very uninteresting person, that's why i'm into history classes haa.) He even said this class has no homework, but i'm still dreading it. Because after those 6 hours were over, I immediately wanted a pillow to lie on and a mattress to dive bomb into.
I hate group work too. I hate meeting new people, so why is this teacher adding onto my school anxieties? But he says all his classwork involves groups. Actually, I met a few really cool people that way, but still. Me =/= social skills. It hurts my face trying to be outgoing.
Aaand yeah. I bet i'll be so burned out by the time school starts, my report card will look like: FFFFFF.
If your summer's going better then mine, there's no need to enlighten me about it! sob.
I have summer school and a part time job slated on my list of "things that will eat up all my free time", and for a while the prospects of having responsibility and a busy schedule sounded thrilling, but then school started.
6 hours. 6 hours of the same World History class with the same teacher and the same lectures. My teacher's kind of a cool guy, and he's really irreverent as to the words he uses because, hey, he came from the same neighborhood as us, he's not going to hide it. So that means gratuitous usage of 'shit!' "fuck that shit' and 'I don't put up with that shit'. And this guy's getting a doctorate soon. Damn. But still, I cannot for the life of me stay involved in a class for 6 hours. Towards the last two hours, I kept frantically looking at the clock to see if it was any closer to 2:35 (guess what, it wasn't). When I wasn't glimpsing, I was falling asleep. Yeah, old habits die hard.
And honestly? All we did was listen to the teacher introduce himself and have us do group ice breakers for 6 hours, so it wasn't like it was hard and stressful work. I guess personally, I'd rather prefer a history lecture. (I'm a very uninteresting person, that's why i'm into history classes haa.) He even said this class has no homework, but i'm still dreading it. Because after those 6 hours were over, I immediately wanted a pillow to lie on and a mattress to dive bomb into.
I hate group work too. I hate meeting new people, so why is this teacher adding onto my school anxieties? But he says all his classwork involves groups. Actually, I met a few really cool people that way, but still. Me =/= social skills. It hurts my face trying to be outgoing.
Aaand yeah. I bet i'll be so burned out by the time school starts, my report card will look like: FFFFFF.
If your summer's going better then mine, there's no need to enlighten me about it! sob.