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Registration descended upon me like the vulture it is, and we all know what that means. Yes, I would like to take this time to applaud Palo Alto on their technique. Once again, they foiled my best laid plans, suddenly dropping me from all my classes with no explanation when I least expected it. They could give management classes to Hell. I bowed my head to the inevitable and, rather than fight with the morons who work at Palo Alto, switched out of Bio II at UT instead.
Despite the warning by a beleaguered advisor not to take all my upper-division English classes at once, my current schedule includes nine hours of them. The first is the promising Language and Gender; if I make it off the waitlist, the second is American Realism, which includes Jack London, the fourth of my male literary crushes (Twain, Tolstoy, and Kerouac being the others); and the third, Walt Whitman and His World. Catchy, isn't it? The teacher's name is Winship. They like to keep with a theme in the English department, I suppose.
I'm also taking Accelerated Latin I and Cultural Anthropology for a grand total of 17 hours.
It's actually a very good schedule, considering I only just now blocked it out. My days generally start at 9:00 and end at 2:00 at the latest. On MW, I have a one-hour break and on TTH, a half-hour break. Fridays I don't have a break, but I also end at 12:00.
So next semester should be entertaining. Four classes of intensive reading, an anthropology class I'm only somewhat apprehensive about, and not an equation to be seen.
Bliss, my friends, sheer bliss.
But for now, my summer is exempt from public haunt--and I plan to enjoy it.
Despite the warning by a beleaguered advisor not to take all my upper-division English classes at once, my current schedule includes nine hours of them. The first is the promising Language and Gender; if I make it off the waitlist, the second is American Realism, which includes Jack London, the fourth of my male literary crushes (Twain, Tolstoy, and Kerouac being the others); and the third, Walt Whitman and His World. Catchy, isn't it? The teacher's name is Winship. They like to keep with a theme in the English department, I suppose.
I'm also taking Accelerated Latin I and Cultural Anthropology for a grand total of 17 hours.
It's actually a very good schedule, considering I only just now blocked it out. My days generally start at 9:00 and end at 2:00 at the latest. On MW, I have a one-hour break and on TTH, a half-hour break. Fridays I don't have a break, but I also end at 12:00.
So next semester should be entertaining. Four classes of intensive reading, an anthropology class I'm only somewhat apprehensive about, and not an equation to be seen.
Bliss, my friends, sheer bliss.
But for now, my summer is exempt from public haunt--and I plan to enjoy it.
