Another semester, another trip
So I fly out to Champaign once again this Friday. Instead of putting the on-campus session mid-semester, the summer semester kicks off with the trip. I kinda wish it wouldn’t, but then the semester is only 7 weeks long. I guess I understand.
Work has been ugly, y’all, and it’s taken a lot out of me. I’m not feeling my best, mentally, physically or emotionally. Not that I won’t give school my all – it takes priority over work for me, really. I just don’t feel like I’ve got the drive I had the last two semesters.
As for my usual pre-semester freak-out, it’s not nearly as large. I think it will be do-able, although I’m sure there will be some moments of panic here and there. The material looks easy enough: the problem is that it’s all crammed into 7 weeks instead of 15. But here’s my semesterly list of things that really concern me anyway:
- Both instructors have been changing the syllabus daily, even the assignments for the first day of class which is only days away.
- My reference class calls for a lot of reading, and a lot of it seems redundant.
- Boy, there’s an awful lot o’ stuff crammed in those 7 weeks.
I have no doubt I’ll survive though. I always make it through somehow.
Anyway, this trip is a quickie: I arrive on Friday night, and I leave on Monday morning. I don’t know how much blogging I’ll do or how many pictures I’ll take. I guess we’ll find out, won’t we?