Tuesday, September 11, 2007

When I'm dying promise compliance and carry my body up over the fence.

I don't know why time insists on playing mind games.

When I lived in Iqaluit, the days were slow but the weeks went by with an almost psychedelic sort of speed. Now, here at MUN, the days race through but it's only our second week of classes.

I guess there isn't really any happy medium.

I'm so daunted by my workload already. Profs keep talking about keeping on top of the readings, but I don't see how it's possible. It took me an hour today to read one chapter for my Crim class. I'm suppose to have four (chapters) read by tomorrow.

Not to mention notes, reserved readings, online documents, Criminal Codes and novels.

I have a text and three novels to cover for my Sociology class alone.

It wasn't this hard last year. I found first year easier than High School because it was so general. But now. I whimper at the thought of completing multiple 15+ paged papers. Or trying to decipher words that I can't even pronounce.

I'm honestly just terrified of failing a class. I haven't so much as failed as quiz since being in MUN. I don't want to progress backwards.

I am staying in the POSC 3531 class though (aka course-of-death). Help me.

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