Political science
What lacked in my first economics class a few days ago, seems to have been made up in my political science one. At first the teacher seemed, not meek, but almost reserved without being shy. Quickly he became empassioned with the subject and is obviously thorough in his understanding. It could also mean plenty of homework… ugh! The term paper is a 10 page paper relating to political idologies, of which the exact subject of the paper is flexible. The last time I wrote a report that long was in grade 8, and somehow I imagine this will be more challenging. Taking notes from his speaking make me wish I had a laptop. I’m much faster typing than writing, and the carpal tunnel doesn’t act up as quickly. Who knows, perhaps I’ll also learn the fine art of note-taking.
My second economics class starts soon, so perhaps things will pick up today. If not, I have a suspicion I may be spending a lot of time teaching myself from the textbook. It’s okay—I’m here to learn, not worry about whether I’m going to like a teacher or not, so we’ll just take it as it comes. I’m reminded today of the crap I’ve dealt with in my past and what I’ve overcome. I can’t imagine life could be any worse than some of what I’ve dealt with in the past. It doesn’t really matter what I think of my courses, my instructors, or anything else. I am determined to persevere.