My bad
Things I have done in the meantime include such exciting activities as
- sleeping
- waking
- running
- eating
- finishing up work
- despising the above-mentioned running
- watching TV
- moving
- going to classes
I have moved back the 400 or so miles south to my home in DC because guess what - classes started. As you can tell, I'm super thrilled about this.
For those of you who are out of college and happy ensconced in your life, maybe you forget. For those of you just starting out, you will soon learn. Free time is a myth your professors tell you about to give you hope as you slog through the semester's papers and projects and busywork.
There's also the lovely college triangle. It looks a little bit like this:
Thus, college.
This year actually isn't so bad. Yes, I'm overwhelmed already. Yes, I had a project due already. Yes, I have write-ups and papers and textbook exercises due this week. But one thing's helpful here. I like most of my classes.
God help you if you don't like your classes.
And do not follow my example if you don't!!
I only had two classes I really didn't like here at college. I got pretty good grades in them, too. I just rarely showed up to class. Bad idea. Bad Caitie. Don't do that. College is expensive as all hell to begin with - that's technically just money down the drain to miss classes arbitrarily.
Oh well.
My classes this semester are actually pretty cool. I have my Russian classes (both grad level), which are kinda scary but also feel very much like home (since I miss speaking Russian all the time with my host family). They involve long discussions on grammar, translating news articles, and feeling like you're being mauled by words.
I have a class called "Writing for Visual Media", which is a really fancy title for "Scriptwriting for Dummies".
Another class, this one on Photoshop, that teaches you how use software better than the major magazines (who apparently can't understand the laws of reality or any sort of user-friendly interfaces).
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