Agitator Cycle

So, here I am once again launched into the first week of the semester. 

The break was wonderful and a glimpse of what life could look like when this is all over…  I’ve held up well under the pressure of assignments and essays and my marks, while not as high as I might have hoped were nonetheless respectable in that I scored 3 credits (69, 73 and 74) and a distinction (83).
 
Satisfactory indeed.

I had a very clear idea before I started this semester of the classes I was taking and the timetable looked as though it would work well, Tuesdays from 3-7 and then Wednesdays from 5-9. Wednesday has turned into a huge day as I was offered 4 hours teaching (and not concurrent; with a 3 hour break in between) and I leapt at that before I’d actually finalised the uni timetable.  But an hour to get from one side of town after teaching to the other for the learning was workable and while a huge day in the middle of the week may not be ideal the class is for 8 weeks and I’m already 2 weeks down on that…

Clearly, my inherent inclination toward biting off more than I can chew is still intact…

In any case, the subject dealing with Flash animation which I took last term (remember the bunnies?) didn’t look like it was going to work into my schedule and so I’d dropped it in favour of a Linguistics Paper, Electronic Discourse.  I was sad to lose Flash, but based on the course outline for ED thought it a good option, and as the teaching I’m doing is Flash related I decided I could continue teaching myself…

So, the week begins,  Monday with the night school singing class I’ve been teaching, on Tuesday I rock up to the appropriate classes and after 2 hours of ‘Computers as Culture’ I was excited again to be back in class.  However, after about an hour of Electronic Discourse immediately following that I think my brain short circuited… 

Discourse analysis… having had little idea of what it meant or was about prior to this fateful hour I am now  in possession of more knowledge than I ever though I’d have need.

Consequently today was a day of administration and rearrangment of timetable and classes in order to re-enroll in the multi-media class.

So, here I am, sitting once again in the library at Sydney College of Art waiting for time to pass enough to go up to class… I figure it’s better used time to be here early than to be sitting in 5pm traffic to get here… and you win… you got a blog post out of it…

But the pay off is that I’m now in class 3 days a week instead of two… and once again it’s the singing class that has to give.  Just as well I’m singing in church on Sunday so I can get a fix that way…

14 weeks… I love this studying lark, don’t get me wrong, but today it’s 14 weeks and counting till I can have my life back.