I decided to return to school again. It is a goal of mine to graduate with a degree that will help our family should anything happen to Daniel. I am excited to be in school and learning, but I am not excited about the choice in classes I made. About 9 years ago I took English 102. I got a "c". This is a horrible grade for me and will not help me reach the goals I have set for myself. I decided to retake the class. I regret it! I hate this class! I have an English bound sister and a friend with her masters in English, and between the two of them they are trying to encourage me. Every time I sit at the computer to work on my class I want to cry. Here are the reasons.
Rhetorical Essay- Okay seriously, my brain doesn't function like that. you want me to read that word the author wrote and find meaning in the word, not the article. Right now I can't force my brain to do it. It take too much thought!
Character Analysis Essay- Are you kidding me? I have to use my brain again! It doesn't work like it should. In the stage of life I am in...or pregnancy... I am one emotional, hormonal mess and you want me to try and find sense in a fictional book right now.
Research Paper- I was given 4 topics to choose from. All the topic suck. I can not feel passion for any of them. How am I supposed to spend the next few months I have left with just my boys dedicated to researching a topic that I have no interest in. It is a complete waste of my time! I want to enjoy the last few months I have with just my boys before they get set on the side burner while I try to take care of an infant. I have a friend that just had her third baby and when I read her blog it makes me want to just hold my boys close and let them know how much I love them.
I did make on good decision though. I took Sociology! Yeah! Read the book, learn the material, and answer the questions. That is my kind of class for this semester. Too bad it is too late to back out of that English class. I am sure that if my life circumstances were different I could actually enjoy stretching myself like that.
7 comments:
Oh boy, I remember feeling like that in college. Somehow when you are pregnant and dealing with family life...it all just seems to cease of importance! Good luck...:)
I hate english, too! Good luck in your class.
I hear ya! I hate being given a grade for something that should be "explored" at my leisure. I'm sure Kurt's with you on that one, too. Sometimes, college stinks and you just have to jump through their hoops so you can do what you really want to do. Either way, I know you will reach your goals someday because you are aweseome!
ew i hate school. good luck though, you made a good decision to go back and so impressed that you are doing that - kinda makes me think i should go back and finish. I will do english for you and you can do my math for me :)
I am so proud of you for taking school up again. I hear you. I just wrote a 16 page analysis on developmental theorists. Come on, it only takes 4 words to say Freud is a LOONEY!You can do it. Being pregnant puts a whole new twist on homework. Two semesters ago I gried for like 2 hours while writing a paper. I hate Hormones.
That stupid Character Analysis paper wasn't even due until next Monday. I read the Syllabus wrong. At lease I got it done early!
Ugh...English doesn't sound fun. But good for you for sticking to your goals!
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