Day 12: Classes

I'm actually writing a story for the first time in forever, for the Western contest that I talked about earlier.  It's good.  I'm pumped.  It's exciting to stretch my mind a little.  It's taking my mind off the disappointment that I experienced this morning when my friends couldn't come to visit me.  I'd looked forward to this visit since probably after Christmas, and it was crushing to be told it couldn't happen.  Next week though, and after next week I go back to school, which is something I'm really looking forward to. 

I'm actually going to write about something tonight!  Classes.  I'm taking five classes and a lab next semester: Intro to Physics, 18th century British Literature, Lit Theory, Intro to Latin II, and creative writing. 

I was a little worried when I decided that I was going to knock off the science-with-a-lab gen-ed this semester and the only free course was physics.  I never was good at science anyway (the only thing I got out of earth science in high school was a bunch of anthropomorphic bunnies, due to my doodling in that class incessantly).  I enjoyed biology, and chemistry was okay.  I've never taken physics before, though, but a friend who took it said it was a piece of cake.  I'm hoping she's right.

As for 18th century Brit Lit, well, I hope that's not too painful.  I had to take it to knock off a major requirement and it was the only class I could take besides a course on the Chinese novel, which sounds significantly worse.  I've had the professor before, for a basic composition class, and brit lit is his specialty, so I hope he's good.  Had that happen with another professor before; I had one for a basic requirement class and then had him for American Poetry, and he's pretty passionate about that.  Needless to say, I liked the poetry class better than the survey course.

I also hope that literature theory isn't too painful either, though I've had fair warning from a friend who took it this fall.  He said it was pretty tough, but a lot of the quizzes are online, which is good.  Said friend also gave me all the books for the courses, which was pretty flipping awesome of him. :)

Latin is, well, Latin, and I'm sort of excited to be taking it again.  It's neat to see words in English and say, "Oh hey, that's derived from Latin!"  I'm a little disappointed though because the same professor is offering Greek this coming fall, and I almost would have liked to have taken that instead.  Oh well.  The professor for the class is pretty entertaining at the very least.  We once spent twenty minutes talking about Facebook in class, and during the Latin final last semester, he actually left the classroom for around ten minutes to get...no, not the test or the answer sheet or anything like that.  He went to go get garlic knots. No joke.  It was hilarious.

I'm most excited about creative writing, because even though it's at nine am, it's with the most renowned professor of the entire English department.  Apparently she's very good and I've heard great things about her from friends.  I also want to actually write again, and write good, especially short stories and maybe poetry.  There's only so much you can teach yourself before you have to learn from someone else, I think. 

That's all for tonight.  Wow, got a little carried away there.  This may be the first entry where the writing actually came naturally to me.  :)