Thursday, September 2, 2010

Day two.

My schedule on MWF is out of control, so my Tuesdays and Thursdays will hopefully be used to their full potential by getting my work done rather than sleeping all day. Which, by the way, is very tempting.

I'm stressed about how this whole semester is going to go, yet I know that once I get into "the groove" of things I'll be set -- so when I have my Wednesdays of classes 10:50am-5:30pm, cheerleading 5:30pm-7:00pm and lab 7:30pm-10:30pm, it won't be a near death experience but an irksome day of the week.

I really wish I had the time I had to read like I did when I was in England. I cannot comprehend why they even bother assigning me impossible amounts of texts of literature in two day periods when they know I'm not going to be able to digest even 1/3 of it. Seminar professors don't even expect you to read everything in the given time, but they expect you to ace their examinations and I just ask why bother? At UEA, I was given a week to read a book (or two) so I could fully incorporate everything written, have intriguing questions to bring to discussions and so on. It's Fall semester in Roanoke and this is not the way things are anymore. I've left the garden tea party and now I'm stuck in some morbid mirrorland.

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