No Time to Say Hello, Goodbye!
Sorry, sorry.
This semester is absolutely hellish. I have six classes: Global Environmental Change, Women and Politics, poetry, Spanish Oral Conversation 2, creative writing, and Modernism. I hate them all. Fun, hm? Modernism isn't so bad; it's just a lot of work, and we haven't gotten a syllabus yet so I'm terrified to see when the paper(s?) will be due.
At any rate, I have never had this much homework.
I cut back to one day a week at work, so I am very broke, but I just can't manage any more than that. I'm falling behind in my classes as it is. There's just too much to juggle.
I am also trying to take care of a close friend whose four-year relationship very suddenly imploded. I really don't want to talk/even think about that.
All that plus trying to apply for grad school. I don't even know if I really want to go; it just seems like a good way to try to put off Real Life. Besides, what the hell am I supposed to do with an English degree?
I have been obsessing lately over the fact that I pretty much blew college. I hated this university, and I'm six months from a totally useless degree. Oh, well--I'll figure something out.
This semester is absolutely hellish. I have six classes: Global Environmental Change, Women and Politics, poetry, Spanish Oral Conversation 2, creative writing, and Modernism. I hate them all. Fun, hm? Modernism isn't so bad; it's just a lot of work, and we haven't gotten a syllabus yet so I'm terrified to see when the paper(s?) will be due.
At any rate, I have never had this much homework.
I cut back to one day a week at work, so I am very broke, but I just can't manage any more than that. I'm falling behind in my classes as it is. There's just too much to juggle.
I am also trying to take care of a close friend whose four-year relationship very suddenly imploded. I really don't want to talk/even think about that.
All that plus trying to apply for grad school. I don't even know if I really want to go; it just seems like a good way to try to put off Real Life. Besides, what the hell am I supposed to do with an English degree?
I have been obsessing lately over the fact that I pretty much blew college. I hated this university, and I'm six months from a totally useless degree. Oh, well--I'll figure something out.
2 Comments:
I hear you on college being hellish, but SIX classes!? Are you by any chance a participant on a college psych experiment to see at what point people go crazy and start speaking in tongues?
You are much braver than I!
I know, it's nuts. I'm nuts. I was all like, "Oh, seventeen credits, no big deal, I did nineteen during my sophomore year and didn't blink." Apparently I am way less hardcore at 21 than I was at 19. Either that, or six upper level courses was a very, very bad idea.
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