Aug 25, 2005 10:35
Okay so the plan was for me to pay attention in my classes this semester so as to ensure As and a bright future. But paying attention leads to sleeping, which is not a studious look. So instead I will exercise my mind by drafting an entry in class.
This Russian Politics class is going to kill me. I signed up for it last semester, then dropped it for a Gay & Lesbian Activism course because I was feeling extra gay. By the end of the summer, however, I was back on my political schtick and switched back to the Russian Politics course. I anticipated learning a lot because I’ve never studied that region and I am definitely intrigued by it and its history. But whenever I walk into the class I feel as if I’ve walked into a course that’s been underway for a whole semester. I have absolutely no clue what is being discussed. My Professor delves into these specific stories about specific people that leave my brain trying to play catch-up on a topic it knows nothing about. I don’t follow a story about Ligechev’s Foreign Officer’s fifth bathroom break during the sixth coup attempt if I don’t know the significance of Ligechev or the coup. Maybe I should buy the book.
On the bright side, I LOVE my African Politics class! I discovered that I know quite a few people in the class and immediately ignored them so that I could meet those who I didn’t know. I even started the reading for the course already. I’m going to cut this paragraph short otherwise I’ll ramble on about African politics, thus boring my audience and losing valuable readers.
Microeconomics is my last class. I don’t care for it because economics treats everything as if the world can be placed into a cut and dry, unfeeling ceteris parabos model. And although I’ve been told I am a cold, unfeeling person, this class doesn’t sit well with me. Too many damn graphs.
In keeping with the new semester rundown, I have an observation. Something is wrong with this new Freshman class. I don’t know who all these people are, but I know they don’t fit Georgia State. I’ve never had such a complete distaste for freshmen. I’ve discussed this with various people and I’ve come to the conclusion that the weird dynamic is a result of the mix between traditional and non-traditional. GSU is on the fast track trying to become a more traditional school, and these freshmen are its first test subjects. They’re not traversing MARTA as much due to the new shuttle system and seem to be completely green to my non-traditional way. Therefore, they don’t fit and must go home.
Class is over. Now I must go to another one. I don’t know how I feel about these back-to-back classes. It feels like school.