Mid-Terms are Due
Well, it's that time again, the middle of the semester. All of my professors are preparing to submit the grades for midterms, but I'm not really worried. To be honest, this semester has been extremely boring for me. I really enjoy Physics and Discrete Structures, but the work isn't difficult. The rest of my classes are not really enjoyable for me. I just go to them because I have to, and I really hate looking at classes like that.
For one, I really wish that calculus was a faster pace. If we were doing more, I'd probably really like that class, too, but as it goes, we're still working on partial derivatives and haven't even started anything fun yet. I really wish I had my professor from the last two semesters of calculus. Haner made the class fun and interesting, and kept a fairly decent pace. Howard (he likes us to call him Howard because his wife, also Dr. Iseri, works in the math department here as well), uses way too many examples and really assigns more work than necessary. We get homework every night, but none of it is anything more than busy work. The homework never helps reinforce the lesson in any way other than having more examples. Either way, I've been fairly annoyed with calculus, and though I try to have fun, find it difficult when I have yet to learn anything new.
Educational Psychology is even worse. I go to that class three times a week and wonder why I'm wasting my time there. The professor comes in and talks in circles for an hour, and I leave more confused than when I came in. I don't know what we're doing in the class, and I can't figure out what the point of the class is, either. I've sat in there for half a semester already, and still haven't found one thing worth committing to memory. I've taken a test and two quizzes, though, and aced them all, so I guess I'm "learning."
English Composition II is another story. Going to class is annoying because the class is built around debate and in class writing. Granted, this structure wouldn't be so bad, if the professor gave us more than five minutes to write and if the students that generally enter into the debates weren't the stubborn idiots that put forth an opinion with nothing to back it up and refuse to listen to reason. We just had our first essay handed back, and I got a C+, which is apparently decent for him. I found out today that just about everything I ever learned about grammar was pretty much a lie. I got an F on the grammar portion of the essay, though I thought I did fairly well. Either way, I had to do a paper about all of the grammar mistakes I made, looking up all of the mistakes in the grammar book we were given and giving a reason why I was wrong and writing the correction out. I think he does it for theatrics, to be honest. I looked around the class, and every single person had an F for grammar. It's just annoying that he's going to drag my grade down because I put a comma in where it may or may not have been used, but whatever.
Either way, my semester is really not difficult. There's a lot of work to be done, but mostly I'm just...existing. I really miss Megan, and I think I'm borderline depressed. I don't seem to have the same emotions that I usually do. I'm not sleeping well, and I'm tired all the time. I don't know how to describe it, but most of the time I go around just feeling blah. I don't want to do my work, or much of anything, really. I've been trying to work out regularly, which I think would help, but getting the will to go work out is really difficult. I don't know what else to do, really. Hopefully this will end next semester, but in the mean time, I'm just going to go on existing.
For one, I really wish that calculus was a faster pace. If we were doing more, I'd probably really like that class, too, but as it goes, we're still working on partial derivatives and haven't even started anything fun yet. I really wish I had my professor from the last two semesters of calculus. Haner made the class fun and interesting, and kept a fairly decent pace. Howard (he likes us to call him Howard because his wife, also Dr. Iseri, works in the math department here as well), uses way too many examples and really assigns more work than necessary. We get homework every night, but none of it is anything more than busy work. The homework never helps reinforce the lesson in any way other than having more examples. Either way, I've been fairly annoyed with calculus, and though I try to have fun, find it difficult when I have yet to learn anything new.
Educational Psychology is even worse. I go to that class three times a week and wonder why I'm wasting my time there. The professor comes in and talks in circles for an hour, and I leave more confused than when I came in. I don't know what we're doing in the class, and I can't figure out what the point of the class is, either. I've sat in there for half a semester already, and still haven't found one thing worth committing to memory. I've taken a test and two quizzes, though, and aced them all, so I guess I'm "learning."
English Composition II is another story. Going to class is annoying because the class is built around debate and in class writing. Granted, this structure wouldn't be so bad, if the professor gave us more than five minutes to write and if the students that generally enter into the debates weren't the stubborn idiots that put forth an opinion with nothing to back it up and refuse to listen to reason. We just had our first essay handed back, and I got a C+, which is apparently decent for him. I found out today that just about everything I ever learned about grammar was pretty much a lie. I got an F on the grammar portion of the essay, though I thought I did fairly well. Either way, I had to do a paper about all of the grammar mistakes I made, looking up all of the mistakes in the grammar book we were given and giving a reason why I was wrong and writing the correction out. I think he does it for theatrics, to be honest. I looked around the class, and every single person had an F for grammar. It's just annoying that he's going to drag my grade down because I put a comma in where it may or may not have been used, but whatever.
Either way, my semester is really not difficult. There's a lot of work to be done, but mostly I'm just...existing. I really miss Megan, and I think I'm borderline depressed. I don't seem to have the same emotions that I usually do. I'm not sleeping well, and I'm tired all the time. I don't know how to describe it, but most of the time I go around just feeling blah. I don't want to do my work, or much of anything, really. I've been trying to work out regularly, which I think would help, but getting the will to go work out is really difficult. I don't know what else to do, really. Hopefully this will end next semester, but in the mean time, I'm just going to go on existing.
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