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Coming up for air
Sep. 12th, 2013 05:13 pmWell, I'm not sure what happened... I had a entry all started, and I thought the draft was saved, but... alas, no. No matter. Let's start afresh!
My fourth week of the new semester is almost complete. All I have left is music appreciation tomorrow moring. :D The first two weeks were trials, I admit, but things feel a bit more under control now. I still have three essays due next week, but hey, that comes with the territory!
As I may have mentioned earlier, I failed the applied music audition for the second time in a row. I'm not totally happy about it, but I can recognize that it was probably for the best. There was a time when I really thought opera could be my future. Now, I don't know, and I'm 200% fine with that. It's a possibility. However, I'm no longer married to the idea. I think pursuing an English major is--and always has been--my truer calling. In truth, English probably suits me better. I'm open-minded, though.
Anyway, in spite of all this, I went through with my recital. This event just happened to coincide with my first week of school. Not only was I exhausted by the time Saturday arrived, I alreaddy had an essay due for my honors English class. Once the recital was over, I kind of lost it a little bit...
I'm going to try to learn from that experience. At the time, I felt like history was repearting itself and that I had made no real progress since the beginning of last semester. During my spring semester, I had more than my fair share of freakouts and what might possibly be called "mini-existential crises." I had to turn in my Robinson Crusoe final paper late, and thanks to the grace of my professor, it didn't affect my grade. I did not want to make my first impression on the new professor by making another misstep like that.
It all turned out fine. More than fine. 93% fine.
As for my impressions about the new classes and professors...
My English professor for the critical thinking class is one of the most positive people I have met. The only other professor who I can think of to rival her is Dr. H. I have had my share of encouraging professors, but this one--Dr. P--is bound to be a great source of inspiration for a fledging English major like myself. ^^; I see more growth in my future.
My Shakespeare professor is a cool person and bonafide nerd. Not only does she has the passion for the bard, but she will make nerdy references to make things more understandable. And she just slipped up and said Puck with an "f" instead of a "p." Now, I'm not the type to be all, "ZOMG, a professor swore! LOL," but it was amusing. ^^; So far, I have completed A Midsummer Night's Dream and discovered that my favorite character is Puck. I have never felt intimidated by Shakespeare, but I still feel a lot more confident about reading his other works now. Up until now, I had only read Romeo and Juliet, and I'm not a huge fan of that play. As for plays I've seen... Hamlet, Othello, Macbeth, Julius Caesar, and As You Like It. I'm ready to confront any of those in print whenever I can find the time!
I need to pause for a second and remind myself how much I need to write on a regular basis. Seriously, it's like my fingers have stocked up on caffeine...
Psychology feels like it might give honors English for the most challening class. That said, I've wanted to take a psychology class for years now. I highly doubt that it will be my last. I think what is most challenging is the amount of work. We have something to do every week. Paired with the demands of my other classes, it might be a source of stress. Still, I'm trying hard not to get stressed about psychology. It sounds counter-intuitive. Plus, the psychology professor is cool and funny. I senswe he's an introvert and possibly a fellow INFP. The earlier chapters about the biological perspectyive, sensation, and perception were hard, but we'll be past then soon enough. When it comes to psychology, I think my deepest interest lies in personality and socail psychology.
I'm geting a bit tired and distracted, so I'll make my discussion of music appreciation a little brief... The guy's cool. First Libertarian I've ever met... *shrugs* If anyone gets me into 20th century art music, it's him. He's already got me interested in some new pop. His class is like 50% of my reason for going to see Einstein on the Beach next month. Um... yay for Phillip Glass?
As always... I could say more, but my fingers are rusty! Plus, I have those three essays. I also have Jung to read, two other essay sto read for English class, another psychology chapter to read, and a psychology study guide to fill out. Oh, and some music hapters to catach up on... and that's just the homework on my to-do list! *flails* Don't panic?
Well... to sum it all up, Miley's nwe song is... not... terrible. Huh.
My fourth week of the new semester is almost complete. All I have left is music appreciation tomorrow moring. :D The first two weeks were trials, I admit, but things feel a bit more under control now. I still have three essays due next week, but hey, that comes with the territory!
As I may have mentioned earlier, I failed the applied music audition for the second time in a row. I'm not totally happy about it, but I can recognize that it was probably for the best. There was a time when I really thought opera could be my future. Now, I don't know, and I'm 200% fine with that. It's a possibility. However, I'm no longer married to the idea. I think pursuing an English major is--and always has been--my truer calling. In truth, English probably suits me better. I'm open-minded, though.
Anyway, in spite of all this, I went through with my recital. This event just happened to coincide with my first week of school. Not only was I exhausted by the time Saturday arrived, I alreaddy had an essay due for my honors English class. Once the recital was over, I kind of lost it a little bit...
I'm going to try to learn from that experience. At the time, I felt like history was repearting itself and that I had made no real progress since the beginning of last semester. During my spring semester, I had more than my fair share of freakouts and what might possibly be called "mini-existential crises." I had to turn in my Robinson Crusoe final paper late, and thanks to the grace of my professor, it didn't affect my grade. I did not want to make my first impression on the new professor by making another misstep like that.
It all turned out fine. More than fine. 93% fine.
As for my impressions about the new classes and professors...
My English professor for the critical thinking class is one of the most positive people I have met. The only other professor who I can think of to rival her is Dr. H. I have had my share of encouraging professors, but this one--Dr. P--is bound to be a great source of inspiration for a fledging English major like myself. ^^; I see more growth in my future.
My Shakespeare professor is a cool person and bonafide nerd. Not only does she has the passion for the bard, but she will make nerdy references to make things more understandable. And she just slipped up and said Puck with an "f" instead of a "p." Now, I'm not the type to be all, "ZOMG, a professor swore! LOL," but it was amusing. ^^; So far, I have completed A Midsummer Night's Dream and discovered that my favorite character is Puck. I have never felt intimidated by Shakespeare, but I still feel a lot more confident about reading his other works now. Up until now, I had only read Romeo and Juliet, and I'm not a huge fan of that play. As for plays I've seen... Hamlet, Othello, Macbeth, Julius Caesar, and As You Like It. I'm ready to confront any of those in print whenever I can find the time!
I need to pause for a second and remind myself how much I need to write on a regular basis. Seriously, it's like my fingers have stocked up on caffeine...
Psychology feels like it might give honors English for the most challening class. That said, I've wanted to take a psychology class for years now. I highly doubt that it will be my last. I think what is most challenging is the amount of work. We have something to do every week. Paired with the demands of my other classes, it might be a source of stress. Still, I'm trying hard not to get stressed about psychology. It sounds counter-intuitive. Plus, the psychology professor is cool and funny. I senswe he's an introvert and possibly a fellow INFP. The earlier chapters about the biological perspectyive, sensation, and perception were hard, but we'll be past then soon enough. When it comes to psychology, I think my deepest interest lies in personality and socail psychology.
I'm geting a bit tired and distracted, so I'll make my discussion of music appreciation a little brief... The guy's cool. First Libertarian I've ever met... *shrugs* If anyone gets me into 20th century art music, it's him. He's already got me interested in some new pop. His class is like 50% of my reason for going to see Einstein on the Beach next month. Um... yay for Phillip Glass?
As always... I could say more, but my fingers are rusty! Plus, I have those three essays. I also have Jung to read, two other essay sto read for English class, another psychology chapter to read, and a psychology study guide to fill out. Oh, and some music hapters to catach up on... and that's just the homework on my to-do list! *flails* Don't panic?
Well... to sum it all up, Miley's nwe song is... not... terrible. Huh.
