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I'm so tired. just simply exhausted.
However, classes started Monday.. and as one of my roommates Chloe put it... "this semester is going to be a hell of a lot better than last semester..." It can't be put any better than that.
While it's really hard to judge professors given about an hour with each thus far, UTD has (somewhat) redeemed itsef in the sucky-professor department. I have Woodard for Government, and he's been able to keep my attention and interest better than most history/government teacher ever has been able to. Plus, he has funny stories about just about everything. I have the head of the Chem department, crazy lady Gavva. I like her. I don't care what anyone says. And I have Jennifer's mom for Physics (soon to be REGULAR physics, not the biology physics). Things should all work out well, I'm hoping. World Lit may end up being my hardest class. There are around 10 papers, with no tests, etc, so maybe if I write my brains out it won't be too bad. Oh, and keep up with reading.
Everything around the apartment is great too, mostly. When classes start it's hard to see and talk to everyone, especially the girls I live with. We might be getting furniture.... we're moving up.
I've been writing college essaysand have done a few scholarships.
Despite how upbeat I sound none of this seems worth it. What am I doing?
Oh well, guess it's back to melodramatic Monica.
Or maybe the Monica where nothing gets me down, but nothing really excites me either.
However, classes started Monday.. and as one of my roommates Chloe put it... "this semester is going to be a hell of a lot better than last semester..." It can't be put any better than that.
While it's really hard to judge professors given about an hour with each thus far, UTD has (somewhat) redeemed itsef in the sucky-professor department. I have Woodard for Government, and he's been able to keep my attention and interest better than most history/government teacher ever has been able to. Plus, he has funny stories about just about everything. I have the head of the Chem department, crazy lady Gavva. I like her. I don't care what anyone says. And I have Jennifer's mom for Physics (soon to be REGULAR physics, not the biology physics). Things should all work out well, I'm hoping. World Lit may end up being my hardest class. There are around 10 papers, with no tests, etc, so maybe if I write my brains out it won't be too bad. Oh, and keep up with reading.
Everything around the apartment is great too, mostly. When classes start it's hard to see and talk to everyone, especially the girls I live with. We might be getting furniture.... we're moving up.
I've been writing college essaysand have done a few scholarships.
Despite how upbeat I sound none of this seems worth it. What am I doing?
Oh well, guess it's back to melodramatic Monica.
Or maybe the Monica where nothing gets me down, but nothing really excites me either.