Classes

Right, so classes start Monday. I'm ready. They say our schedules should be complete today but they keep changing them so I guess we'll see.  I made a prettified version for you. The blank squares don't apply to me.

They did switch me to the three year track, which is exciting and worrisome at the same time. Means I have to keep on top of things really well, because it supposedly moves at a much quicker pace than the four year track. Understandable, you have to squeeze a four year degree into just three years.

My new class is okay, I don't really dislike any of them. I just don't know any of them, either. My old class seems like they were more friendly, but two days probably isn't long enough to be able to judge that.  My new "educational career supervisor" is nice though. We all had to schedule interviews with our ECS so that she could get a feel for how we operate or something. So that if any problems crop up over the year, they kind of have a background on us to understand what's going on. I don't really know... She wanted me to tell her about myself, how I ended up here, what my study habits typically are, how my living situation is, if I plan on getting a job, etc.  But she was fairly easy to talk to, and she seemed to think I will have a good handle on my studies this year, so I hope she is right.

As it turns out, the only third language offered in the first year is Spanish, and since I told her I have been studying Spanish for four years (and it is on my high school transcript as well) she didn't think they would let me take beginners Spanish. I will be taking Dutch, advanced French, and then the other electives that are  available for anyone not taking a third language.  She said I will have an opportunity next year to add in either Russian or Italian. Think I will definitely go for Russian.  I don't really mind that I can't take Spanish, I guess. I had already committed to dropping it anyway, before I knew that this program allows you to learn several foreign languages.

The weather has been extremely nice the past few days, so I think tonight or tomorrow I will go to the beach. It was cold and overcast all the week before, I should take advantage of this nice weather. I finally went and fetched my bike from in front of the apartment I was staying at over the summer, so I could try riding out to the beach again. Maybe when I'm not sick anymore though, or my lungs might commit suicide just to spite me...  I should probably be worried about the fact that my bike is not currently chained to anything but rather leaning against a tree with the back tire locked to the frame, but I just can't bring myself to really care. It's an old bike. I doubt anyone would be interested in it.