2004-09-27 - 12:18 a.m.
i know you're all wondering, "how's kelly?" she's alright. a little freaked out at first when classes/living in this apartment began, but fairly stable now.
i noticed the main difference between junior year of college and my schooling thus far is that teachers have stopped reminding you what your homework is, when tests are, and so and and so forth. you have to actually read the syllabus. this is very difficult for a person like me who needs to be forced to do work at gunpoint. the other day i was in pyschology and wanted to see what chapter we were covering. in the back of my mind i knew i had to write a paper, but the thought "i won't worry about it until he reminds the class" went through my head. then i saw that the paper was do today. i walked out and dropped the class. HAHA, there were other reasons, the main one being because i was only taking it because of a teaching program i had decided the day before not to follow through with. also because dropping classes is a fine tradition i have upheld for many years. so yeah, my major is french translation, and i had tried to fool myself for a while that i wanted to be a french teacher and somehow stomach student teaching and all that shit and extra education classes, but my heart was never really in it. i got as far as this intial fields class where you have to go and observe schools, and a guest speaker was telling us about it and we had to fill out name tags shaped like giant pencils...that was what helped finalize my decision. now i can concentrate on translation, yee-haw. i try not to think about things like how between now and graduation, babies will be born in france and speak better than i do...because thoughts like that would be disheartening.
one more thing. i was walking to class the other day and noticed the arm i was not holding books with was swinging back and forth in sync with my steps. i know people are supposed to move their arms while walking, but i felt my motions were a little extreme, so i tried not moving my arm, but it was almost impossible. then i looked around and noticed every single person i saw was doing the same thing. swing, step, swing, step. suddenly everyone looked weird and apelike. it's like when you start noticing when you blink and breathe and things get temporarily freaky.
i've also discovered the hideous fact that i like to wake up early in the morning. not really to "get more" out of my day like most people do, but merely so i have a lot of extra time to waste. it's sad.
