This semester is about 200% more insane than I could have ever expected. Notice how I fell off the face of the Earth for a couple weeks? (I think it was a couple of weeks. I’m not entirely sure as time feels different now.) The reason for this is simple: my calendar went from this:
within a couple of weeks. (Obviously, since September is right after August. Duh.)
I know 5 classes is a lot – it has always been relatively overwhelming, and if it wasn’t for the possibility of Dean’s List or scholarships, I wouldn’t even bother with it – I could graduate on time with 4 and keep my sanity, or I could even just skip taking summer courses and stay at 5 courses, but I’d rather just get it over with and relax my final semester.
Relaxation doesn’t come easily to me right now, though. As soon as I’ve finished one assignment, three more have been posted. I don’t know if this is normal for third year in this program, either, because everything is different. For one, there have apparently been some administration changes at my university, which means that the professors are required to do things differently. With this change came a change in technology, and now a good 75% of my assignments and quizzes are online, through the online counterpart to the textbooks. However, they are doing these in addition to the in-class assignments, participation marks, attendance marks, essays, and other assignments that are outside of the online system, so it’s like four times the work for the price of one.
Instead of learning things, I’m playing a constant game of catch-up. I’m hoping that despite the hectic schedule and constant go-go-go of this semester, I’ll actually retain things. I’ve already come to terms with the fact that this is exactly the OPPOSITE of how I learn, and there’s a good chance I may do much worse than previous semesters. That said, I’m trying four times as hard to do things right.
I just want a week’s vacation – I want some time off to relax and enjoy myself and not worry about things. I technically had that right before this semester, but it had its own problems for me to deal with.
Of course, school isn’t the only thing on my mind. Mark (who works at a call centre, for those of you who don’t know) has recently found out that the entire office is shutting down in November and having all of its operations moved to Mexico. (At least, that’s the last rumour that went around, apparently – they’re definitely being shut down, but nobody’s actually telling them why.) This is right in the middle of a huge time for them – he works for a cell phone company, and with the iPhone release, losing people isn’t exactly a morale booster. Long story short, as of November, the sole breadwinner of our household is out of a job.
Remember the bus strike earlier this year? One thing I kept saying is that every time we were relatively back on our feet, something happened to pull them out from under us again. This is just the next thing in a series of unfortunate events.
This time, I’m trying to see it from a positive point of view – at least Mark can get out of his terrible job (they’ve been taking advantage of him from day 1) and hopefully improve it. It would be nice if he was able to work normal hours and I actually got to see my boyfriend from time to time – whenever I could fit it in the messy schedule above!