Come away with me and I will write you a song...
Early morning this morning. I went to register for classes. Everyone was telling me to go REALLY early, because supposedly the classes fill up fast or whatever. Well, 8:30-10:00 was my allotted time for Freshman with my last initial. I only arrived about 5 minutes, because I had a battle with my snooze alarm this morning. When I got there, though, there were only about 20 people there. So it only took me about 5 minutes to get in there and get my schedule all entered in and what not. I ended up getting all the classes I wanted! I don't have any Tuesday/Thursday classes. Which will be nice, except that my Mon/Wed/Fri are going to be busy. But I think being able to sleep in on Tuesday/Thursday will make up for that. :D I also think that I might do the Opera Workshop thing they have. This semester, it was Musical Theatre centered. But next semester, it will be OPERA! I'm so excited. I hope I get to do it. :D
Okay, I feel obliged to tell you about my terrible day yesterday. Well, it wasn't ALL terrible, but it was mostly. Okay, I knew that for next Wednesday (before Thanksgiving...we get Thursday and Friday off) I have my 8-10 page research paper due for my Education class. I also knew that I had to revise my (poor) poetry essay for Wednesday. That's supposed to be 5-7 pages. And it is, but it's bad at the time. So I knew that those two assignments were more than enough to keep me busy for the rest of this week/weekend. Well, yesterday I went to my FLA class. Our professor told us, "I don't have all of your essays read/remarked. When you get your essay back, the revisions are due a week (to the day) after you receive yours. If you get yours back today, that means they are due Wednesday. If you get yours back tomorrow, Thursday, you are lucky. Because next Thursday falls on the Holiday, yours will not be due until the Monday after Thanksgiving break." Guess who got their essay back YESTERDAY?! ME. That really set me off--in addition to my other two huge writing assignments, I now have this other essay to revise. Which, by the way, is also in terrible shape. (I thought it was a good essay.) But the thing that makes me the most mad about it is that it's NOT FAIR. Her original intent was to all have us have our essays for the same amount of time to revise. It would have made perfect sense if next week was a normal week, and the other students could turn theirs in on Thursday. That would have made sure that the Wednesday people would have their essays for exactly a week, and the same with the Thursday people. But because she's giving the Thursday people until the Monday AFTER Thanksgiving, she made the problem worse! While I have 7 days to revise mine, the others have 10 days! This seems like something that I should have to deal with in high school. Not college. Once again, my expectations of what college would be like have been shattered. So yeah, now I have three major writing things to work on. (All of them, by the way, count VERY HIGHLY in my overall grade for the course.) After leaving FLA, I went straight to Music Theory class. You know what I found out there? TEST WEDNESDAY. I seriously think my professors have joined forces to see how close they can get me to the breaking point. WELL, GOOD JOB, PROFESSORS. YOU'VE DONE A GREAT JOB. YOU'VE BROUGHT ME PAST THE BREAKING POINT. After leaving music theory, I threw my essay on the ground and kicked it all the way down the hallway. I then realized that I could hardly breathe. I seriously think I was on the verge/having a mild panic attack or something. I COULDN'T BREATHE. I ran to my dorm room, slammed the door, and tried to gain composure before I had to go to observe. Not a good day. At the end of the day, I hung out a little with Anne Tyler, which was good, because I hadn't talked to her in a long time. We reminisced about high school and such. It was fun.
Well, I guess I better go to my Education class. And proceed to have another hectic, busy day.
Here's to hoping today will be a better day.
<3 Luke
Okay, I feel obliged to tell you about my terrible day yesterday. Well, it wasn't ALL terrible, but it was mostly. Okay, I knew that for next Wednesday (before Thanksgiving...we get Thursday and Friday off) I have my 8-10 page research paper due for my Education class. I also knew that I had to revise my (poor) poetry essay for Wednesday. That's supposed to be 5-7 pages. And it is, but it's bad at the time. So I knew that those two assignments were more than enough to keep me busy for the rest of this week/weekend. Well, yesterday I went to my FLA class. Our professor told us, "I don't have all of your essays read/remarked. When you get your essay back, the revisions are due a week (to the day) after you receive yours. If you get yours back today, that means they are due Wednesday. If you get yours back tomorrow, Thursday, you are lucky. Because next Thursday falls on the Holiday, yours will not be due until the Monday after Thanksgiving break." Guess who got their essay back YESTERDAY?! ME. That really set me off--in addition to my other two huge writing assignments, I now have this other essay to revise. Which, by the way, is also in terrible shape. (I thought it was a good essay.) But the thing that makes me the most mad about it is that it's NOT FAIR. Her original intent was to all have us have our essays for the same amount of time to revise. It would have made perfect sense if next week was a normal week, and the other students could turn theirs in on Thursday. That would have made sure that the Wednesday people would have their essays for exactly a week, and the same with the Thursday people. But because she's giving the Thursday people until the Monday AFTER Thanksgiving, she made the problem worse! While I have 7 days to revise mine, the others have 10 days! This seems like something that I should have to deal with in high school. Not college. Once again, my expectations of what college would be like have been shattered. So yeah, now I have three major writing things to work on. (All of them, by the way, count VERY HIGHLY in my overall grade for the course.) After leaving FLA, I went straight to Music Theory class. You know what I found out there? TEST WEDNESDAY. I seriously think my professors have joined forces to see how close they can get me to the breaking point. WELL, GOOD JOB, PROFESSORS. YOU'VE DONE A GREAT JOB. YOU'VE BROUGHT ME PAST THE BREAKING POINT. After leaving music theory, I threw my essay on the ground and kicked it all the way down the hallway. I then realized that I could hardly breathe. I seriously think I was on the verge/having a mild panic attack or something. I COULDN'T BREATHE. I ran to my dorm room, slammed the door, and tried to gain composure before I had to go to observe. Not a good day. At the end of the day, I hung out a little with Anne Tyler, which was good, because I hadn't talked to her in a long time. We reminisced about high school and such. It was fun.
Well, I guess I better go to my Education class. And proceed to have another hectic, busy day.
Here's to hoping today will be a better day.
<3 Luke