I think that every semester, there’s at least one class that just pushes you right out of your comfort zone. One class that is just that much harder than any of the others. Just the same, there’s always one class that surprises you.
In my case, the surprise was my Math class. I was expecting to love History, and Professor Tanner (my French professor) is marvelous, but I was not expecting to enjoy Math.
I haven’t enjoyed a math class since elementary school! I mean, I still loved math, (there’s something beautiful about getting a complex equation correct,) but math classes had been torture for years.
And now! Okay, so I’m just taking a survey class, Survey of College Mathematics, but still! It’s great!
My professor is also awesome.
As for the hard class… it’s unfortunately a class taught by a professor that I really like. I feel bad, because I like the professor, but the subject matter is way out of my comfort zone. Every assignment is an honest wrench.
Even so, I’m determined to stick it out. I will do this, and do it to the best of my ability.
In other news, it’s really, really cold. At least, it is at approximately six o’clock in the morning. Warming up my hands once I get into class is murder.
Thankfully, warming up my ears isn’t a problem. My earmuffs-aka-headphones protect my ears quite well, surprisingly.
I’ve gone on a bit of a country-pop kick lately, and found a “new” (new only to me) song on YouTube. It’s a cover by Reba McIntire and Kelly Clarkson of “Fancy.”
Talk about a killer song.
Not that I should have been wasting my time online, then. I’ve been tight on time, lately. Exactly the opposite of this:
“Too much time on my hands, it's ticking away with my sanity
I've got too much time on my hands, it's hard to believe such a calamity
I've got too much time on my hands and it's ticking away from me
Too much time on my hands, too much time on my hands
Too much time on my hands…”
– “Too Much Time On My Hands,” Paradise Theater, Styx (1981)
More like this line, same song:
“Is it any wonder I'm not crazy? Is it any wonder I'm sane at all?”