Alright – my first class dropped.
I was able to sneak into a Saturday Chemistry class (one of my core requirements) and drop the logic class. The logic class was probably going to be interesting, but I could tell that from the first two chapters that I would be pretty buried. It didn’t help at all that the teacher was not tremendously orgainized. Quote, “I’m not going to be a teacher, but more of a coach…..well, I’ll teach also but….” Nothing was really laid out too well (at least not to my liking) so that I could expect relatively what was going to happen. After experiencing this, my history and government classes seem very easy. So, I did manage to find the Chemistry class – while I’m not super excited about it being on a Saturday, it just means that I only have to take four more classes for my Associate’s degree – then I can transfer into University of Texas Arlington.
Having had the previous experience of bombing classes, I know better now when to cut and run. There’s a difference between sighing because of the workload, and having a horrendous sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach that you’ve made a terrible, terrible mistake. Last night was one of those nights in the Logic class. Since I was taking it to fill an elective spot (foolish me), I did visit with the academic counselor yesterday so that I could fully understand what I was doing. I pretty much just jumped into it all without looking too closely, but that logic class was a little too close to the edge.
Maybe if I had been in school more recently, I could have handled it, but having not been in school in about thirteen years, overwhelming myself is not a good plan.
All in all, I’m very happy with the choice I made – I did it before it was too late, and I’m still on my way.
The music class should be fun.
