Uninomercity

College is an interesting animal. I've had homework/studying everynight, more than I've had since Junior year. Strangely enough, I'm not even graded on the work I do. It's merely "preparation" for my actual classes. For those who don't know, and I don't know who you'd be, in college you generally don't get graded on homework. You take three or four tests in class, do a paper or two outside of class, and that's it. Seriously, my Philosophy, English, and Sociology classes only have 5-6 grades. That makes them all the more frightening.

One of the, dare I say, "positive" aspects of this is that the homework I do receive is rather interesting. I actually enjoyed reading my Physics textbook. The philosophy and english works aren't bad either. The work is no longer "busy"; it's what education should be. It just cements my idea of making homework optional for Math in highschool.

However, that still leaves Spanish. Spanish is a really scary class. There's just so much to memorize. And even when you memorize it, you're not completely sure of how to use it. Fortunately the more you learn, the more tools you have for communication, but it's still a very painful process. All the worse, I have to take it for two semesters. Como se dice "DDDOOOOOMMMEEEDDD?"

I had a guilt/stress nightmare last night. These usually equate themselves with me wrecking a car. I've been on rampages through campuses, over steep cliffs, lacerated by metal siding, all to escape unscathed with the car being in tatters. It's really stressful, because I feel incredibly guilty about the complications/monetary damage done by and to said vehicle. Notice my own personal welfare is never harmed. Just the car. Says something, eh?

I'll probably have quite a few of these dreams, because of that blasted 3.5. Of course, I don't have to keep a 3.85 like Ellen (Thank...existence?), but it's still rather steep. That means 2 A's, 1 B+, 2 B's. Or 3A's, 1 B+, 1 C+. Or 4 A's, 1 C. Which, compared to high school, it doesn't seem too bad. It just doesn't leave all that much room for error. And, in Spanish, I'll need a lot of room for error. That makes all my other classes all the worse.

Ah well. I guess I'll just have to study. A lot. Which I've been doing. I just hope I'm doing it right.