I’ve been dreading the work I have left to do for this semester.
Partially because I so genuinely HATE one of my classes there is just little to be done about it. I find it so sad that I have come to feel this way…but unavoidable really. And I guess that’s life. I mean, we can’t love ALL our classes right?
I’ve been reading a ton lately, both for school and for pleasure, and I’ve discovered that I do not love all the books I’m reading. At first I thought I loved joy reading so much that ANY book would do. Not so. And I know, you are probably thinking “duh”, but I didn’t know I would feel that way. I honestly didn’t. So here I am, come to find out that I do not, in fact, enjoy reading every single book I set out to finish, and thus it becomes a practice of patience and acceptance to get through the thing until the end.
I think this class is like that for me. I hate it. So much. *sigh*. And now I have to finish up the stupid work for it and I feel like it’s draining me of any spunk I have left.
And the truth is, I’m soooo happy about soooo many things in my life. I feel so up beat when I’m not thinking about this stupid 3 hours of my life each week (well, that’s classroom time, really this stupid class haunts me all week long with the loads of crap ass reading i have to do for it). Oh…I know, I’m being really hard on this one class. I know there are students who are eating it up, loving every kernel of “truth” they gleam from it.
Not I, said the fly. No, I think half of what I have read is total bull shit and the other half, while interesting, has been reiterated in so many freaking ways I want to blow someones head off. particularly someone IN my class, but that’s not an appropriate thing to say in a blog now is it?
ANYWAY…that class aside, I love ALL my other classes…I love my homework (or at least enjoy the end result of hard work) for these clases and feel like I’ve really learned a lot of valuable lessons.
Of course I’ve learned form the crap ass class as well. I’ve learned a LOT about what I HATE. What about people, and programs, and attitudes and personalities are absolutely loathsome (and therefor intolerable) to me. THESE are very valuable lessons, for which I am grateful even though learning them has been most excruciating.
And…now I am just avoiding the inevitable all nighter I must pull to get this crap ass assignment done for this crap ass class I must go to tomorrow.
*sigh*
It actually causes paint to my heart and, all jesting aside, causes a bit of panic in me, every single week! Isn’t that BAD! Should a class DO that to a person?
Thankfully, I’ve only got TWO MORE CLASSES TO GO and then I am DONE with this bull shit FOR EVER!!! FOREVER!
OH MY GOD. That right there got me so excited. I will NEVER teach a class like this that I hate so much. OH…I cannot WAIT to teach…the classes I teach will be WILDLY different from 50% of the classes I’ve had to take in my program. THAT keeps me going. THAT gets me fired up. THAT makes me want to get back out there.
Oh man, my future students will NOT feel this way about my class…and if they do, I will try to address that with them. I will NOT ignore my students. I will NOT fain interest. I will NOT lie to them. I will be open, honest, try to make myself AVAILABLE and do the best I can for, with and by them.
Amen.
OK…no more procrastinating…must.get.writing.
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i just don’t WANT to…
I’ve been dreading the work I have left to do for this semester.
Partially because I so genuinely HATE one of my classes there is just little to be done about it. I find it so sad that I have come to feel this way…but unavoidable really. And I guess that’s life. I mean, we can’t love ALL our classes right?
I’ve been reading a ton lately, both for school and for pleasure, and I’ve discovered that I do not love all the books I’m reading. At first I thought I loved joy reading so much that ANY book would do. Not so. And I know, you are probably thinking “duh”, but I didn’t know I would feel that way. I honestly didn’t. So here I am, come to find out that I do not, in fact, enjoy reading every single book I set out to finish, and thus it becomes a practice of patience and acceptance to get through the thing until the end.
I think this class is like that for me. I hate it. So much. *sigh*. And now I have to finish up the stupid work for it and I feel like it’s draining me of any spunk I have left.
And the truth is, I’m soooo happy about soooo many things in my life. I feel so up beat when I’m not thinking about this stupid 3 hours of my life each week (well, that’s classroom time, really this stupid class haunts me all week long with the loads of crap ass reading i have to do for it). Oh…I know, I’m being really hard on this one class. I know there are students who are eating it up, loving every kernel of “truth” they gleam from it.
Not I, said the fly. No, I think half of what I have read is total bull shit and the other half, while interesting, has been reiterated in so many freaking ways I want to blow someones head off. particularly someone IN my class, but that’s not an appropriate thing to say in a blog now is it?
ANYWAY…that class aside, I love ALL my other classes…I love my homework (or at least enjoy the end result of hard work) for these clases and feel like I’ve really learned a lot of valuable lessons.
Of course I’ve learned form the crap ass class as well. I’ve learned a LOT about what I HATE. What about people, and programs, and attitudes and personalities are absolutely loathsome (and therefor intolerable) to me. THESE are very valuable lessons, for which I am grateful even though learning them has been most excruciating.
And…now I am just avoiding the inevitable all nighter I must pull to get this crap ass assignment done for this crap ass class I must go to tomorrow.
*sigh*
It actually causes paint to my heart and, all jesting aside, causes a bit of panic in me, every single week! Isn’t that BAD! Should a class DO that to a person?
Thankfully, I’ve only got TWO MORE CLASSES TO GO and then I am DONE with this bull shit FOR EVER!!! FOREVER!
OH MY GOD. That right there got me so excited. I will NEVER teach a class like this that I hate so much. OH…I cannot WAIT to teach…the classes I teach will be WILDLY different from 50% of the classes I’ve had to take in my program. THAT keeps me going. THAT gets me fired up. THAT makes me want to get back out there.
Oh man, my future students will NOT feel this way about my class…and if they do, I will try to address that with them. I will NOT ignore my students. I will NOT fain interest. I will NOT lie to them. I will be open, honest, try to make myself AVAILABLE and do the best I can for, with and by them.
Amen.
OK…no more procrastinating…must.get.writing.
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