Musing in Class

I seriously need to get back on track. If I took school as seriously as I do my writing career...my life might be a little easier. This week, I promise myself that I'm going to get as much of my work done as possible, before I go home. That way, maybe, I can have the weekend to myself without having to be nagged. I hate nagging. I also hate how sick I make myself with stress. I'm just not healthy. I have a lot of things I need to get straight. You'd think I'd be pretty successful and put-together since I'm on college and I've already published my first collection of poetry. Fact is, I'm pretty much a walking disaster.

I'm getting ready to go in to my second day of Classroom Management, and I'm none too excited, just nervous. Another hoop I have to jump through to get this degree. This program really has a way of making a person feel like a strange mix between a circus performer and a lab rat.

In other news, I'm sick again. It's probably because I don't sleep much. I don't have a schedule, at all. I hate routines, but I think I need to get into one for my health's sake.

Chelsea's Log - 1/8/2010 - 12:55 p.m.

Well, I'm sitting in GAB107 waiting for IMC (Introduction to Mass Communication) to start. This is the first time I've been in one of the auditorium-like classrooms here at Troy. It's huge, and kind of intimidating. I think I'm going to like it, though. More later, Professor Colaco is here.

Chelsea's Log - 1/7/2010 - 3:30 a.m.

Okay, so I decided to start carrying a small notebook around with me as a log for my thoughts when I'm away and not immediately able to post them on my blog. When I get the chance, I'll post them on here under the heading "Chelsea's Log," along with the date and time that the thoughts/ideas/comments came to me. So, here goes my first one.

School hasn't even started yet, and I'm already stressed out about Educational Psychology. I got on Blackboard earlier, and it seems like this guy is hardcore. His name is Rolf Holtz, but I'll just call him Professor Holtz from now on. He's the only professor who already has stuff up on Blackboard. That makes me kind of nervous. Very nervous. I need to talk to Dr. Waters, though I will refer to her as Professor Waters in this log, about all the things I need to do for the TEP (Teacher Education Program) this semester. Oh, well...I suppose I should go to bed, now. Apparently, I'm driving back to Troy in the morning.

Really Annoying

I hate how time just flies by, and I don't notice it passing at all. It drives me crazy. Also, I hate that no one ever has time to show me where the UPS store in Troy is.

-sigh-

Ugh. I don't know what to think right now. I'll refrain from any major life choices in light of the fact that it has been a really, REALLY hard semester.