Classes Classes Classes
Well, round two of classes didn't end in my favor. It was a special topics class (thus explaining why I could never remember what it was about...I never knew the subject). It's on media. *Eyes roll*
Cue moany voice: I hate discussing the media. I think it's a waste of time to debate conclusions that can be reached using common sense. The unceasing discussion of the media was one of the many reasons I changed from being a journalism major. I chose English because I wanted to read big, thick, confusing books, not because I wanted to discuss TV and the purpose of having 500 channels.
And the worst of the worst is, I have to take it. There is no way I can take a different subject class later. At least some of the actual discussion was interesting. My enjoyment of the course hangs in whether or not the prof will let me do a creative short story instead of making a website.
Third round of classes was okay. As with Spanish, I saw a lot of people I knew in the class. Which is impressive if you consider how many students are on this campus.
Tonight I went to the Children's garden to sit outside and read because it was a beautiful day and because I kept falling asleep in my room when I attempted to do the reading for my media class.
I got the official score report for the GRE...I did well enough to meet my standards for not having to take it again...but at the same time, I'm not jumping for joy either. But I don't think it's worth the effort to take it again. So, I'll have to learn to live with my dissatisfaction. Won't be the first time.
Thank goodness I only have one class manana.
I think I'm going to go running in the morning. (If that's the only time I go running all year, it will have cost me $105. That's incentive to keep running if ever there was one)
Cue moany voice: I hate discussing the media. I think it's a waste of time to debate conclusions that can be reached using common sense. The unceasing discussion of the media was one of the many reasons I changed from being a journalism major. I chose English because I wanted to read big, thick, confusing books, not because I wanted to discuss TV and the purpose of having 500 channels.
And the worst of the worst is, I have to take it. There is no way I can take a different subject class later. At least some of the actual discussion was interesting. My enjoyment of the course hangs in whether or not the prof will let me do a creative short story instead of making a website.
Third round of classes was okay. As with Spanish, I saw a lot of people I knew in the class. Which is impressive if you consider how many students are on this campus.
Tonight I went to the Children's garden to sit outside and read because it was a beautiful day and because I kept falling asleep in my room when I attempted to do the reading for my media class.
I got the official score report for the GRE...I did well enough to meet my standards for not having to take it again...but at the same time, I'm not jumping for joy either. But I don't think it's worth the effort to take it again. So, I'll have to learn to live with my dissatisfaction. Won't be the first time.
Thank goodness I only have one class manana.
I think I'm going to go running in the morning. (If that's the only time I go running all year, it will have cost me $105. That's incentive to keep running if ever there was one)
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