Winter Term: Day Four - Or, The Only Subject I Have These Days
I kind of miss the days when I had something else to write about. Then again, I never really said anything worth reading, so at least this is a lateral move. Sorry to those of you looking forward to some totally awesome non-school posts. Maybe I'll have time at the end of term.
I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed. Not in an immediate or big way, but there is this subtle sense that if I don't toe the line and change some of my habits, I'm going to be royally fucked. I'm trying to move past that feeling of dread, as repressing it seems like a bad idea. It would probably develop into a tumor or something.
Compostion 2 is totally different this term. We're not focusing on the stupid stories in our reader. They are simply a tool to illustrate the styles of our various essays. I definitely thought we spent too much time on them last term, so this is great. We have a quiz and the rough draft of our first essay due on the 12th. He likes a fast pace, I guess. Of course, when the term is 10 weeks long, I guess you have to step things up if you want to get anything accomplished.
On Tuesday we filled out a questionaire about our relative English skill, our expectations of our performance this term, and some personal information. He called us up to his desk one at at time today to chat with us about the answers. It was pretty weird, but nice. He's a very nice guy, if still very rickety.
Our first Essay is an Extended Definition. I'm going to write about online communities, I think. Maybe I'll do all of my essays on them, or maybe I'll jump around. I dunno.
Career Exploration Seminiar (I hate typing that), is ok. At least the instructor presents the information in an entertaining way. And she likes discussion and questions, so that's encouaging. I'm still not looking forward to being graded on my resume, mostly because my work history is so depressing. But then again, I should be able to get an A on it. Or maybe if I can get an A on it, I can then get a damn job with it.
Still no friends. I'll make them one day, I hope. People are more chatty this term, though I haven't yet met anyone who I think would be fun to hang out with. Some cute guys, but that's nothing new.
I'm feeling a bit overwhelmed. Not in an immediate or big way, but there is this subtle sense that if I don't toe the line and change some of my habits, I'm going to be royally fucked. I'm trying to move past that feeling of dread, as repressing it seems like a bad idea. It would probably develop into a tumor or something.
Compostion 2 is totally different this term. We're not focusing on the stupid stories in our reader. They are simply a tool to illustrate the styles of our various essays. I definitely thought we spent too much time on them last term, so this is great. We have a quiz and the rough draft of our first essay due on the 12th. He likes a fast pace, I guess. Of course, when the term is 10 weeks long, I guess you have to step things up if you want to get anything accomplished.
On Tuesday we filled out a questionaire about our relative English skill, our expectations of our performance this term, and some personal information. He called us up to his desk one at at time today to chat with us about the answers. It was pretty weird, but nice. He's a very nice guy, if still very rickety.
Our first Essay is an Extended Definition. I'm going to write about online communities, I think. Maybe I'll do all of my essays on them, or maybe I'll jump around. I dunno.
Career Exploration Seminiar (I hate typing that), is ok. At least the instructor presents the information in an entertaining way. And she likes discussion and questions, so that's encouaging. I'm still not looking forward to being graded on my resume, mostly because my work history is so depressing. But then again, I should be able to get an A on it. Or maybe if I can get an A on it, I can then get a damn job with it.
Still no friends. I'll make them one day, I hope. People are more chatty this term, though I haven't yet met anyone who I think would be fun to hang out with. Some cute guys, but that's nothing new.