Wednesday, September 17, 2008

   Not too bad...
Today went pretty well, HACC-wise. English, of course, was easy to get through. However, I may need to read "Genome Tome" more because I was about completely lost. I read it Sunday night and was confused, but today seemed even more challenging.

Math...this class makes me want to fall asleep. I'm taking a lower math (Introductory Algebra ><) and so far, most of it has been review. It just bothers me when some people don't get the answer the first fifteen times the professor explains it. But, I have to tell myself, "That's what we're all here for. To learn." and that seems to calm me down...at least a little bit.

Art was nice. Then again, Art is always relatively agreeable to me. I think the only thing bad about it today was the fact that my friend, who was RIGHT NEXT TO ME, mind you, decided it would be better to text me (and waste 15 cents) than to tell me her thoughts directly.

Psych. Boy was I ready to find out what my grade was on that test from Monday. Well, we went on with the regular lesson. Eventually, about 10 minutes from the end of the class, a small handful was leaving the classroom. So, not really knowing what I was doing, I left too, striking up a conversation with someone I held the door for on the way. After taking a few steps and her mentioning that she hadn't taken the test and they were going over it, I headed back in the direction of class just as my professor was saying my name for my paper...BTW, I got a relatively good grade.

And History, basically my favorite class as far as lectures go. Today we had our map test...and I think, hopefully, I only got about 5 states/countries/bodies of water wrong...that would be nice...I really thought I got most of them right...though South and Central America might be off slightly...we'll see.
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Monday, September 15, 2008

Severely Draining
Today was quite...long. I knew today was going to be long because I had spent a bit of my time studying for a Psych test (for which I have no idea if I did well. I don't think so).

Anyway, the long day began with English, which, surprisingly, is one of my favorite classes (History is first. English is a close second ^_^) I read in my planner that we had an essay test today. I was calm, but on the inside I was freaking out. I hardly understood the reading ("Mired") so I decided it would be best to read it over again before class and to skim over it several times. As soon as the test was initiated, I had a complete brain fart and just started writing what came to mind. Eventually, I came to the end of what I thought was an acceptable essay, turned it in, and went on my merry way to Math.

Math was, well, math. Not much to it. My teacher knows her stuff and I'm learning so no complaints. Art. Again, my teacher knows what the hell she's doing so, again, I'm learning. Joy. Psych. The class I was waiting for all day! I got ready for the worst. I thought I had prepared fairly well for this test. My textbook had a bunch of Post-It notes on the pages where the material was covered and I had looked over it several times. Besides, it was multiple choice. What was the worst that could happen?

Whatever it was, it happened. I really didn't study as well as I thought I had made myself believe. I circled the answers I knew, and guessed with the answers I did not. Eventually, it came to me: STUDY MORE.
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Wednesday, September 10, 2008

I remember it so vividly: the first day of college, a fresh start, new school, new teachers, new EVERYTHING! Upon walking into English 101 for the first time, I felt anxious, not knowing what to expect from the class, from the professor. I remember I had doubts: doubts about the work, doubts about my expectations as well as the expectations of others. Luckily, those doubts have been erased from my mind. I recall thinking, "Maybe I should drop this class. I think it's too demanding for me." But I knew I wouldn't go that far. My mother had already paid for my books, my tuition. Not to mention this course was MANDATORY for my transference to Shippensburg in 2 years. So I decided, "Let's see what the next few weeks bring." Joy. Complete bliss. It only got better as I saw the 102% listed as my score for my summary and response paper for "The Man Who Sold the War". I was happy. I felt as though I could do anything. Why shouldn't I be able to? I only go to school three times a week and I can sleep in until 12:00PM if I really want to. My feelings are actually quite indescribable now. Just really bright, happy feelings are all that fill me. Feelings of a job well done, of a hard day's work. I’m looking forward to the assignments ahead so that I may further challenge myself to write even better papers. Papers that I never in a million years would have thought would have come from my mind.
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