Dec 19, 2006 12:42
I've just been hanging around in my apartment for the past few days. Finals are over, and I didn't do as well as I could. But I figured out that taking 6 classes is basically mental suicide. I did it for 2 semesters, and I'm not doing it next semester. First, I can handle it. Then I get overwhelmed and behind on the work. Then I play catch-up for all my exams. Then I lose motivation and don't study nearly enough for finals. Then I end up with adequate grades and less knowledge than I'd hoped for from my courses. So I'm not doing it again unless I must.
I am having a great time here without my roommates. It's so relaxing to not have to worry about their messes, and to clean up my own on my time.
It is so nice to not have any work.
And now I am reading The Picture of Dorian Gray.