My classes start in a week. Next Wednesday. I already have reading assignments. These teachers are being very proactive and I don’t like it. I am taking a basic philosophy class. Last semester I started taking this upper philosophy class, and it sucked, so I petitioned to have a different one count (one that I had already taken) but what I didn’t realize was that it was fulfilling a requirement, and it can’t count for both so now I need another class. Thankfully this one is easier than the one I was going to be required to take. I hope that kind of makes sense. This teacher sent out the syllabus and it’s a very… odd… class. All writing, no tests, and it’s not about the material but “how the material influences you”… so it’s like a self discovery class. Gee thanks.
I’m also taking a class about how to use power point and the internet in educational settings. Hahahaha. Do you know what a waste of time this is for me? Huge! I have been helping people with this class forever, but I already know! Plus, it’s not actually applicable to my supposed profession as an interpreter. Great. Waste my time. No big deal. Only costs a butt load of money.
Then there is the dreaded educational psychology class that every one says is really hard. The teacher has already assigned reading. I hate reading. But only some times. Because apparently I kind of like reading. I hate required reading…? Yeah. That covers it.
AND THEN! THEN THEN THEN! I have… my internship. Yeah. It should be interesting. Fun. A good learning opportunity. I don’t know where I am going to do it, but I know that I should probably go apply for the one on campus so that if the one at the middle school near me doesn’t open up, at least I’m not behind.
I am kind of nervous. I don’t feel like I’m ready for this level… actually interpreting. I’ve done it before, but I am still nervous. Ah!