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the_dala at 10:40pm on 09/11/2004
the_dala at 10:40pm on 09/11/2004All right. The world is not at an end. I've messed with my schedule until I am at peace with it, if not exactly thrilled. First, though, I feel I must explain just how big a freak-out I was having. This is lots of me rambling about courses and days and times, so feel free to skip it and just know that it was a BAD experience.
So, my ideal schedule for next semester was as follows:
Tuesdays/Thursdays:
8:00 - 9:10 -- History of Ireland
12:00 - 1:50 -- Modern British Novel (with Feingold, a professor I've been wanting to take a class with)
2:00 - 3:50 -- Legends of King Arthur (with my advisor, Dr. Charlebois, another English department legend I haven't had yet)
Monday:
6:00 - 9:40 -- Underwater Archaeology (yes, those are crap hours, but LOOK! IT'S UNDERWATER ARCHAEOLOGY!)
Wednesdays/Fridays:
FREEEEEEEEEEE
Yeah, so obviously, that didn't happen. I was expecting Charlebois' class to fill up; she told me as much. I was not, however, expecting the other two T/R classes to do the same. As well as, apparently, every other lit class I wanted to take. Horror Film? Contemporary Multicultural Voices? American Comedy? All gone. And Children's Lit requires educational pysch as a prereq (Vanessa gets to take it on account of she's going to be a teacher. Grrrr). Desperate for one single English course, I finally choose Film and Media, which isn't even in fricken Monty.
So that's two classes down, one of them I'm none too enthusiastic about. I go to check out Modern Religious Thought with Von Kellenbach, who's head of the religious studies department and supposedly fantastic. It's during Film and Media, and I don't want to give up my only English course, so I turn to History. I remember Charlebois talking about a Foundations of Islam course which had conflicted with Modern British Novel, and sure enough there it is, cross-listed all over the damn place, and still open. I add it and move on to history. A backup class I'd considered that morning upon discovering my desired courses were all closed was Foundation of the Modern World to 1450; now it's full too. In Our Times: 1945-Present, Byzantine History, History of Traditional China, Civil Rights in American History: all closed. Age of Absolutism with my current favorite prof conflicts with Foundations of Islam, Rise of the United conflicts with Underwater Archaeology, and I will stuff my bulk container of Tide down my throat before I'll take another general American History course.
Checking out Sociology, Religion, Anthropology, and Political Science, my prospects are even dimmer. There was Religion and the U.S. Constitution, but it wanted a 300-level prereq. So I finally settled on Medieval Russia, which...yeah, I'm sure it's interesting and all, but I don't think I'm motivated enough to keep up with all the reading.
So there I am, with the worst schedule imaginable (barring it including a science or a math). I get to Mythology and Richardson asks us about how signing up for classes has been going, and being the only sophomore in the upper-leve course, naturally I have to bitch and moan. So she somehow manages to talk me into taking her senior seminar class on the Godwins and the Shelleys, mostly by the promise that "three-fourths of it will NOT be poetry." A third consecutive semester with Richardson -- I must be nuts, man. But at least now I have a real, honest-to-goodness English class, so I can drop Film and Media to take Modern Religious Thought in its place. And because Foundations of Islam is a 400-level and will probably have a ginormous amount of work, I'm thinking I might not want it so badly after all.
I e-mailed Dr. Adams and she put me in second place on the waiting list, which is hopeful, because Dr. Adams? Adores me. As well she should, because I love her class. She wrote me back about another seminar class she's teaching and said this: "It would be great to have a student like you in it, because you do the readings and participate on a really high level, which is so important for a class like this. And I just wanted to mention that your first paper for Legacy was one of the best that I've read in a very long time." That dinky little Zola paper I was freaking out about a couple of weeks ago ::beams:: This wouldn't thrill me so much if any of my other professors (except for Richardson) ever remembered my name.
In other news, "Gilmore Girls": more sexy grabbing-round-the-waist kisses from Luke and Lorelai. And Rory Gilmore, would that I had your problems. Stuck in a diamond tiara surrounded by a sea of cute rich undergrads in a party thrown by the grandparents who are paying all expenses for her Ivy League education -- poor little Miss Thang.
In other other news, Vanessa says to me: "You know, I think you should come to Bible study one Tuesday night with me after Thanksgiving --" *skeptical look, as in 'Haven't we been over this?'* "--because we're going to be talking about U2." Magic words, people. I might consider it. If nothing else, I can bring October and Into the Heart: the Stories Behind Every U2 Song.
I am in such a better mood now :)
So, my ideal schedule for next semester was as follows:
Tuesdays/Thursdays:
8:00 - 9:10 -- History of Ireland
12:00 - 1:50 -- Modern British Novel (with Feingold, a professor I've been wanting to take a class with)
2:00 - 3:50 -- Legends of King Arthur (with my advisor, Dr. Charlebois, another English department legend I haven't had yet)
Monday:
6:00 - 9:40 -- Underwater Archaeology (yes, those are crap hours, but LOOK! IT'S UNDERWATER ARCHAEOLOGY!)
Wednesdays/Fridays:
FREEEEEEEEEEE
Yeah, so obviously, that didn't happen. I was expecting Charlebois' class to fill up; she told me as much. I was not, however, expecting the other two T/R classes to do the same. As well as, apparently, every other lit class I wanted to take. Horror Film? Contemporary Multicultural Voices? American Comedy? All gone. And Children's Lit requires educational pysch as a prereq (Vanessa gets to take it on account of she's going to be a teacher. Grrrr). Desperate for one single English course, I finally choose Film and Media, which isn't even in fricken Monty.
So that's two classes down, one of them I'm none too enthusiastic about. I go to check out Modern Religious Thought with Von Kellenbach, who's head of the religious studies department and supposedly fantastic. It's during Film and Media, and I don't want to give up my only English course, so I turn to History. I remember Charlebois talking about a Foundations of Islam course which had conflicted with Modern British Novel, and sure enough there it is, cross-listed all over the damn place, and still open. I add it and move on to history. A backup class I'd considered that morning upon discovering my desired courses were all closed was Foundation of the Modern World to 1450; now it's full too. In Our Times: 1945-Present, Byzantine History, History of Traditional China, Civil Rights in American History: all closed. Age of Absolutism with my current favorite prof conflicts with Foundations of Islam, Rise of the United conflicts with Underwater Archaeology, and I will stuff my bulk container of Tide down my throat before I'll take another general American History course.
Checking out Sociology, Religion, Anthropology, and Political Science, my prospects are even dimmer. There was Religion and the U.S. Constitution, but it wanted a 300-level prereq. So I finally settled on Medieval Russia, which...yeah, I'm sure it's interesting and all, but I don't think I'm motivated enough to keep up with all the reading.
So there I am, with the worst schedule imaginable (barring it including a science or a math). I get to Mythology and Richardson asks us about how signing up for classes has been going, and being the only sophomore in the upper-leve course, naturally I have to bitch and moan. So she somehow manages to talk me into taking her senior seminar class on the Godwins and the Shelleys, mostly by the promise that "three-fourths of it will NOT be poetry." A third consecutive semester with Richardson -- I must be nuts, man. But at least now I have a real, honest-to-goodness English class, so I can drop Film and Media to take Modern Religious Thought in its place. And because Foundations of Islam is a 400-level and will probably have a ginormous amount of work, I'm thinking I might not want it so badly after all.
I e-mailed Dr. Adams and she put me in second place on the waiting list, which is hopeful, because Dr. Adams? Adores me. As well she should, because I love her class. She wrote me back about another seminar class she's teaching and said this: "It would be great to have a student like you in it, because you do the readings and participate on a really high level, which is so important for a class like this. And I just wanted to mention that your first paper for Legacy was one of the best that I've read in a very long time." That dinky little Zola paper I was freaking out about a couple of weeks ago ::beams:: This wouldn't thrill me so much if any of my other professors (except for Richardson) ever remembered my name.
In other news, "Gilmore Girls": more sexy grabbing-round-the-waist kisses from Luke and Lorelai. And Rory Gilmore, would that I had your problems. Stuck in a diamond tiara surrounded by a sea of cute rich undergrads in a party thrown by the grandparents who are paying all expenses for her Ivy League education -- poor little Miss Thang.
In other other news, Vanessa says to me: "You know, I think you should come to Bible study one Tuesday night with me after Thanksgiving --" *skeptical look, as in 'Haven't we been over this?'* "--because we're going to be talking about U2." Magic words, people. I might consider it. If nothing else, I can bring October and Into the Heart: the Stories Behind Every U2 Song.
I am in such a better mood now :)
cheerful