![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
insert unintelligable lyric here
(Listening to the CT takes me back... Nahhhhhdine, I miss you! Fuzzy music's not the same without you!)
I just had one of those fabulous classes that reminds me why I'm here, and why I'm damn *lucky* to be here. It's good to remember, once in a while.
And I handed in my anthro midterm, which is a definite cause for celebration. Tomorrow, I have to start reading Mansfield Park so I can write a paper on it by Wednesday, but tonight I am doing nothing. at. all. Except watching Friends, and goofing off.
Gender and Science is, unequivocably, the most fascinating course I've taken at Smith. Strange to think that senior year of high school I was all set to be an anthro major - I don't even remember what happened to change that, what got me stuck so completely on English. I've been thinking about it lately, where I'm going with my education, my life - I don't think I'm making a mistake with English, it isn't that, although I have difficulty imagining myself in any related career (I'm not good at criticism, I'd hate teaching, the mechanics of the language don't thrill me, I don't think I'd be a good editor, I don't have the discipline for steady writing... I just love it. Not the best reason to major in something, perhaps.)
The only thing that's really inspired me the way poetry does, so far, is astronomy, and I've pretty much exhausted all of the offerings that don't require physics and calculus as prereqs. (I'm going to attempt to take Sky I: Time, a 3-credit course, assuming I can take a phys ed the same semester, preferrably self-defense.) Anthro, though, I enjoy, a lot.
The best thing that's come out of this semester, so far, is the fact that it's put back into perspective what I'm here for, why I'm taking these classes and buying hundreds of dollars worth of texts and stressing over papers. I'm here to learn, and it's not always supposed to be easy, but I am supposed to be enjoying it. At least, *I* think I am. I can't fathom how chemistry majors can possibly find their education fun and intellectually rewarding, but, that's my own personal bias. The point is, I *like* what I'm learning this semester. I *am* having fun. I may still believe the educational system itself is ridiculous - I'd do much better with a system like Hampshire's, really - but I don't generally let that bother me too much, anyway.
So, three cheers for learning. I like learning. I like literature. I like anthropology. (I like cheese, too, but that's another story for another day. Cheeeeese!)
Oh me oh my, now I'm missing Linsey.
Sigh.
I just had one of those fabulous classes that reminds me why I'm here, and why I'm damn *lucky* to be here. It's good to remember, once in a while.
And I handed in my anthro midterm, which is a definite cause for celebration. Tomorrow, I have to start reading Mansfield Park so I can write a paper on it by Wednesday, but tonight I am doing nothing. at. all. Except watching Friends, and goofing off.
Gender and Science is, unequivocably, the most fascinating course I've taken at Smith. Strange to think that senior year of high school I was all set to be an anthro major - I don't even remember what happened to change that, what got me stuck so completely on English. I've been thinking about it lately, where I'm going with my education, my life - I don't think I'm making a mistake with English, it isn't that, although I have difficulty imagining myself in any related career (I'm not good at criticism, I'd hate teaching, the mechanics of the language don't thrill me, I don't think I'd be a good editor, I don't have the discipline for steady writing... I just love it. Not the best reason to major in something, perhaps.)
The only thing that's really inspired me the way poetry does, so far, is astronomy, and I've pretty much exhausted all of the offerings that don't require physics and calculus as prereqs. (I'm going to attempt to take Sky I: Time, a 3-credit course, assuming I can take a phys ed the same semester, preferrably self-defense.) Anthro, though, I enjoy, a lot.
The best thing that's come out of this semester, so far, is the fact that it's put back into perspective what I'm here for, why I'm taking these classes and buying hundreds of dollars worth of texts and stressing over papers. I'm here to learn, and it's not always supposed to be easy, but I am supposed to be enjoying it. At least, *I* think I am. I can't fathom how chemistry majors can possibly find their education fun and intellectually rewarding, but, that's my own personal bias. The point is, I *like* what I'm learning this semester. I *am* having fun. I may still believe the educational system itself is ridiculous - I'd do much better with a system like Hampshire's, really - but I don't generally let that bother me too much, anyway.
So, three cheers for learning. I like learning. I like literature. I like anthropology. (I like cheese, too, but that's another story for another day. Cheeeeese!)
Oh me oh my, now I'm missing Linsey.
Sigh.
no subject
Um, yah. So anyway, it is always nice to have those I love learning so much moments! I really want to take that course too. I have been eyeing it and now that you say you like it, I really really want to do it!
Which leads me to another subject. Do you know what classes you are going to take next semester? I don't as such. I think we should try to find one we could take together! It would be so much fun! It probably won't work out, but its worth a try. What do you think?
no subject
The only things I'm planning on taking so far are English reqs, and I don't suppose you'd be into Chaucer or the Technology of Reading and Writing (although you get Doug Patey for the latter! Whee! You could experience my sexy gay advisor! But since I wouldn't be taking either if I didn't have to, I don't recommend them.)
Outside of my major I haven't really looked yet, so if you see anything interesting, let me know. And I'll do the same. Because yes, it would be fun.
Oh, and no comment on the women and cheese thing. How could I EVER choose between my two greatest loves? Unless there's a third option of eating cheese off a naked women, that is.
I have a dirty mind, and I blame you.