I can't believe I'm one month into the Fall semester. Time is flying so fast!
So, here's my overall view on my classes:
Piano: Getting better. My teacher is still strict, but at least she seems a little nicer, and she told me that she appreciates that my willingness to succeed, which is good. This won't be as much of a breeze as Piano I was, but it's still fun so far.
Fiction: My least favorite class. My teacher is okay, not fantastic, but not terrible. The class itself isn't great, because it's so boring and most of the stories are so-so. So now I'm considering whether I still want to be an English major or not. I'm so confused. And I think my classmates are statues. Really. Nobody talks to anyone else. It's so frustrating. Most of my classmates are quiet (though not as quiet as me), but seriously, this is bad. Normally there's at least ONE person that I can talk to. Not here, at least, not yet. At least I should do well on the papers, as long as I work hard.
Music: Pretty good. Very interesting. My teacher is likable, he's good. He (like my English teacher) REALLY tries to get us to talk, but it's not a very hostile environment, so it's fine.
Precalculus: Both my favorite class and the class that's going to kill me. When I understand it, it's pretty fun and a good challenge. When I don't understand it, then it's frustrating and confusing. Thankfully, my teacher is stellar and has been great at helping me out and answering my many, many, many, many, many questions. Opinions on students are all right, one person who is nice, most of the classmates I don't talk to but seem slightly more sociable, a couple of guys who drive me nuts and one who ALWAYS comes late. I had an exam for this class on Thursday, though, so I'm not feeling too confident in my abilities right now! :-/
Work is going well still, so busy, though. Unfortunately, I am currently sick with a cold. Yesterday I felt TERRIBLE, it was not fun at ALL; my head felted stuffed, I couldn't breathe, my back ached, I had a mild fever-not good. But I'm feeling a *tiny* bit better now. However, I'm still "playing the snot trombone" a lot (that's a Dave Barry reference. Try to find his article "Waging Germ Warfare". So funny.)
I honestly think that's all in my life. I feel like there should be something else I should say.... Guess not!
From the Realm of Randomness,
Ashley
