After some rearranging of my weekly schedule (basically dropping German and crossing my fingers that I’ll be able to pass the translation exam…) it looks like Mon, Wed, & Fri are days I teach while Tues/Thurs are days I am a student. So far I like that separation. Admittedly it’s only been one day, but I think being able to compartmentalize what days I need to wear which metaphorical hat is really going to help me keep my sanity in this last year.
I’m happy to say both my classes (one at 8:30am and the 2nd at 1:30pm) went well, but I think I’m going to have A LOT of fun with my afternoon class. They were talkative, engaged, and weren’t afraid to joke around with me. Yep, I think they’ll be my favorite class of this semester – especially as they’ve already started flipping me crap and we all know how much I like to dish it back!
Tomorrow (AKA Student Day) I have Ceramics and my two reading intensive classes. The first is Rhetoric: Bodies of Persuasion, and the 2nd is 19th – 21st Century American and British Lit, with an emphasis in Eco/Environmental Criticism. Um, yeah. I’m not sure what I just said there either, but let’s all agree there are a ton of books I have to read and a couple of really long papers to write by semester’s end. Oh, goody.
So as I drift into la-la land tonight, it is with the hope that I don’t wake up tomorrow in the same mood as I did today. I woke up angry because, in my dream, I was yelling at my class to calm down, listen to me, and to stop chasing the birds around the classroom. Man, Freud would have a blast with that dream!