Wed Jan 21 2004 - Time for me stress, learning
Time for me stress, learning
Well, another college semester is apon me and it always starts out well. You get the class sylabus and the instructor almost always seems to be friendly. They read over what is in the sylabus and tell you thier expectations and stuff. Critical semester for me, if I pass these classes, all my general ed. except one class will be done with. From there, I could focus on psychology. Though I wonder how it'll turn out if I decide that I want to try to go to UC San Diego. *yup, another UC* I will qualify for UC Davis after this semester. UCSD requires 2 calculus class, 2 more Bio, a philosophy class, and 2 chemestry classes. Scary but I think I might be up for the challenge. Anyways, I'm off the subject.

I now seen all my professors. The first one was my Critical Thinking in Social Sciences one. He seems really cool to me. *michelle thinks he's kinda weird* He starts the class by walking in and not saying a word. He writes on the board that he wants us to write our thoughts on a piece of paper. So everyone does. He then picks people to read theirs. We then analyze what they are thinking about and how. They tended to think about thier environment, friends, family, self, future and stuff. They generally had a negative outlook with most hoping for something. They also thought in questions and in a to do list manner. THere was alot more. He went on to talk about how we censor our thoughts from others and sometimes from ourselves. An example of the latter is when my teacher used to go to church, he would think "what if he had the power to kill christ himself" Then he would think about other stuff because he wouldn't allow it. Anyways, he went on to make us close our eyes and take deep breaths. He talked about how when we enter a given place, we're not totally there and take deep breathes and relaxing has all kinds of medical benefits as well as helping clear our mind of stress. *it was actually really nice* So from now on, whenever we enter that class, we'll take like 5 minutes to just try to focus on the lecuture.

In my next class, I had to go to theatre arts. *UGH* The class is about watching and reading plays. I have to attend 3 on my own and own is a class field trip. We also have to read out a textbook. THe only positive thing about the class was this movie we watched called Oleanna. Was about a professor who tried to help this student only for her to misinterpret what he was saying and doing and getting him in trouble. Had alot of good points. I'm on the borderline of recommending it. Was good for a class movie, but undecided if its any good for enjoyable viewing. ANyways.

My other classes are Statistics and Biology. Both are a lil more difficult than the first two. Stats was about gathering data properly. *blah blah blah* The biology class is a natural history class that discusses evolution, plant and celluar stuff, animals, and the outdoors. The class has me doing two things outside of class. The first is a field trip about 100 miles away to see some lagoon with tidepools. *which actually sounds pretty cool* The second has me going to some undistrubed habitat, like a forest, sitting there, gathering scientific data, taking pics, and making an 8 page report. The lab for that class is pretty cool too. All kinds of stuffed animals like an owl above my stool that is in position to make a kill and a stuffed mountain lion in the back of the room, with fish tanks on the sides of the class.

While it seems like it may not be that bad afterall, the deadlines and pressure for good grades is stressful for me. I have alot to take care of. I have faith in myself and increasing faith in God. Kaliko always seems to get me thinking about him. He's at the door,I should answer. I'll see. Probaly this weekend, I'll try something. I'll try to not say too much to the nearby christians, I have a way of stirring up controversy. If I'm not talking about how 6000 year creation isn't possible or that women should be allowed to abort in most circumstances. That is all for now, Michelle needs me. ~END~

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