A little winter philosophy
President Gee once told me that our chances of a snow day were zero on his watch. He has since had to eat his words, but I confess I can see where he's coming from. Losing that one day has put all my classes behind schedule and in a quarter-system school with only ten weeks, that may prove impossible to make up. I think it isn't just a matter of the lost class time but there is some momentum lost too, as the next time the class meet the professor has to review and recap and it's all a pain in the butt. As much as I would enjoy a day off some times, I think I would regret missing the instructional time even more. (Which probably just makes me crazy.)
Along the same lines, I did in fact find a second English class I wanted to take next quarter (596 - The "Book" Musical) and probably could have worked it into my schedule, but stopped short when I realized that would mean taking 19 hours in my last quarter, 5 of which are a studio art class and 5 of which are a creative writing workshop; I anticipate both classes to be fairly time consuming. (Now if I don't get into the workshop I'll of course take 596.) And I was talking to a classmate in my department about the AED Econ 597 I'm taking as my capstone and she asked, "Of all the 597 classes you could take, why did you pick that one?!" My answer: "Because I want to?" Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only person left on earth who likes learning for its own sake and did not come to university just as a stepping stone to a career. There are a lot easier ways to become a teacher (or even a doctor or MPH) than majoring in molecular genetics, but I stuck with it because it did, in fact, interest me. And maybe that's my problem, is that I'm interested in too many things, but I figure there is so much out there to be discovered, why not go and find out what it's all about? I may have said this before, but I guess the most important thing I learned in college was how to learn in general, and I hope to exercise that skill long after I graduate.
