So that's where I'm at right now. I'm officially behind on my reading for every single class. Except for math. But we don't exactly have assigned reading, so much as...a huge and freakishly expensive book to refer back to if (read "when") we don't understand something just from the one lecture he gives over it.
|All* of my books for this semester.|
*Not pictured: Math Book.
Marriage Institution. I've done about half of the reading. We have reading quizzes, too, which fortunately I have read for both times. So far. The books for that class aren't hard to read, but it just takes time. And let's face it, I'm kind of lazy.
Campaigns and Elections. I confess, I have yet to read a single WORD for that class, except for checking the blog our professor keeps. (Hmm, and it's a blogspot blog...maybe I shouldn't admit to having done none of the reading on here...) This weekend I plan to catch up on the articles and text we have for that class. And I need to start my paper. Soon. Eek.
Sociology of Gender. I've read...one article. Well, two, but it was for one assignment. And I've watched a video. The rest of the reading...not so much. Gotta play catch-up on that, too.
Shakespeare. You'd think this would be the class I'd enjoy reading for most. But even though I'm an English major, it takes me a little time to get into the groove of Shakespeare. He's not my strength. So I haven't done much reading for that class, either. Or started my out-of-class journaling assignments.
The kicker is, I have a Shakespeare test next week, a math test next week, and a presentation for my Marriage Institution class. The perk is, for Marriage Institution, once I'm finished working on the PowerPoint, my job is done. We split the work up in our group, so I don't have to worry about presenting. But still, it's extra on the plate and I'm feeling overwhelmed.
I have so much to catch up on this weekend.
But despite my complaining, I realized I may have given off the impression that I hate college. Which isn't the case. No, I'm just a chronic complainer. There's always something to complain about, I say. I know, not the most...positive approach. But try as I might, I always find myself back in the whining rut. So I wanted to take this moment to clear that up. Yes, I'm stressed. Yes, I'm ready for this semester, I hate my math class, I'm tired of homework and pop quizzes, but honestly? I don't know what I'll do with myself when I graduate. I've been in school for so long. I enjoy learning, going to classes... I've just historically never handled stress well. And I'm resistant to change like you wouldn't believe. So saying goodbye to summer in favor of waking up early, going to class, and stressing over tests is less than appealing.
But the secret of it is, in some ways, I embrace the stress. One, as a chronic complainer, it gives me something to talk about. And two, it makes me feel productive. And I'm happier when I feel productive.
So I'll try to keep my school-related updates from all being negative, because that's just no fun.
But this coming week, y'all?