So after 4 months off - travelling to Japan and working full time - I have finally gone back to school. Since I am officially in my 3rd year (Credit-wise and time-wise), I have decided to settle down and focus on my future. For that reason, I am taking two Education courses (Educ220 and 240) and two History courses (Hist300 and 215) to achieve my goal of majoring in History and minoring in Education.
The schedule thus far is quite good. I have Mondays off, Tuesdays from 1:30-4:20, Wednesdays from 12:30-4:20, Thursdays from 8:30-2:20, and Fridays from 12:30-2:20. With no work on the weekends now, I can rest, relax, do some homework, and best of all, gracefully wake up after 9am on Saturdays.
In other news, with one week of the fall semeseter already completed, it has come to my attention that I love my courses. That's right, I'm in love. I love the way my courses are filled out, I love the way my exams shape up, I love the content of what I learn. My heart throbs everytime I enter the classroom. I know this may be hard to understand, but for once in my life, I'm actually enjoying my classes. Oh. My. Goodness.
Perhaps this will all change in a few weeks. Indeed, perhaps my feelings of happiness and joy will all shatter once the midterms and papers start. That may be true, but until then, I will continue to love my classes in every way possible. You cannot stop me. Nobody can stop me. Nothing will keep my classes and I from being apart. We belong together.
UPDATE:
I was just like this when I was a kid. Come to think of it, I'm still like that.
