I have about 20 minutes until my next class, so I guess I should give an update or something.
I'm still alive. I'm pretty much overwhelmed with school work. My weekends are spent doing my stacks of homework. Literally, stacks. As in multiple high piles of books and papers. My week is basically my break, all I have to do is go to class and keep up with whatever homework I get through the week. Ha...only.
This week I have five assignments due.
Next week I have six assignments and two midterms.
And then it's UWin week! If I can just survive that long I'll be able to spend that week getting ahead in work...and everything will be fine...
Oh, also I started my Outstanding Scholars placement where I get to scan pictures for five hours a week for ten dollars an hour (though I'm supposed to be getting at least ten hours a week...so we'll see what happens when the end of the year comes and I'm missing over half my hours... o_o)
Okay, class now!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Dropping like Flies
Time for another weekly update!
This week confirmed that I am going to collapse under all of my work, but at the same time I may just manage to make it out alive. It was easier to understand my classes and professors this week, and although I've come to realize that I'm going to end up spending pretty much every spare moment doing some sort of school work, I feel confident that I can handle it. For now, at least.
Education classes started this week. The professors all seem really nice and helpful, but the classes themselves seem inappropriate to be taking this year. We're learning things that won't be applicable for another four years (unless you include our placements) and it just seems like my brain is forced to keep switching modes as most of the education courses are big on assignments while my other courses are big on exams. Education classes greatly complicate my university workload. I'm not the only one who thinks so.
In first year there were about fifteen French concurrent education students in my year. As of the beginning of this year there were only eight. The day after our first night of Education courses there were five. The students in my program are dropping like flies, and there are still four more years to go. I wonder who will be left come year five, or if there will be anyone left at all.
This week confirmed that I am going to collapse under all of my work, but at the same time I may just manage to make it out alive. It was easier to understand my classes and professors this week, and although I've come to realize that I'm going to end up spending pretty much every spare moment doing some sort of school work, I feel confident that I can handle it. For now, at least.
Education classes started this week. The professors all seem really nice and helpful, but the classes themselves seem inappropriate to be taking this year. We're learning things that won't be applicable for another four years (unless you include our placements) and it just seems like my brain is forced to keep switching modes as most of the education courses are big on assignments while my other courses are big on exams. Education classes greatly complicate my university workload. I'm not the only one who thinks so.
In first year there were about fifteen French concurrent education students in my year. As of the beginning of this year there were only eight. The day after our first night of Education courses there were five. The students in my program are dropping like flies, and there are still four more years to go. I wonder who will be left come year five, or if there will be anyone left at all.
Saturday, September 12, 2009
Week 1: New Beginnings
I've officially completed my first week of year two. If the start is any sign, this is not going to be a good year for me.
First, the day before classes started I had a six hour training session to go through with Outstanding Scholars. It was nice because I got to spend some time with my boyfriend and my best friend and we were given free food. We also got to listen to some of the older Outstanding Scholars and their experience in the program. It was really encouraging and made me excited to start. BUT they want us to choose our own professors and possibly contact them on our own though I'm not really sure because they were really unclear on that point. So I'm also really nervous about this.
The next day, the first day of classes, my dad was driving me into school and...well, I threw up. Luckily I managed to get my window down in time, but...yeah, it was not fun. I do not know why I threw up. I do not want to think about why I threw up. All I know is it happened and was not a good sign.
Classes themselves are going to kill me. I'm having a difficult time understanding one of my professors due to the way he pronounces words, my grammar sucks, linguistics is just plain hard and in my woman studies course I'm pretty sure they're talking a different language...I just don't get it. Plus I already have multiple things do every single week!
Well, it was nice having the scholarships while they lasted...
First, the day before classes started I had a six hour training session to go through with Outstanding Scholars. It was nice because I got to spend some time with my boyfriend and my best friend and we were given free food. We also got to listen to some of the older Outstanding Scholars and their experience in the program. It was really encouraging and made me excited to start. BUT they want us to choose our own professors and possibly contact them on our own though I'm not really sure because they were really unclear on that point. So I'm also really nervous about this.
The next day, the first day of classes, my dad was driving me into school and...well, I threw up. Luckily I managed to get my window down in time, but...yeah, it was not fun. I do not know why I threw up. I do not want to think about why I threw up. All I know is it happened and was not a good sign.
Classes themselves are going to kill me. I'm having a difficult time understanding one of my professors due to the way he pronounces words, my grammar sucks, linguistics is just plain hard and in my woman studies course I'm pretty sure they're talking a different language...I just don't get it. Plus I already have multiple things do every single week!
Well, it was nice having the scholarships while they lasted...
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